The Piccinino, Volume 2 (of 2); The last of AldinisSand, George
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The Piccinino, Volume 2 (of 2); The last of Aldinis
Sand, George
French fiction -- Translations into English
I passed the rest of the day in the salon with Nasi and Checca. Alezia
was in bed, wildly hysterical and delirious. Her mother alone was with
her. We were all very melancholy at supper. At last, about ten o'clock,
Bianca came and told us that her daughter was calmer, and that she would
soon return and talk with me. About midnight she returned, and we passed
two hours together, while Nasi and Checca sat with Alezia, who was much
better and had asked to see them. Bianca was as lovely as an angel with
me. Under any other circumstances she might, perhaps, have been
embarrassed by her title of princess and her new social position; but
motherly affection stifled all other feelings. She thought of nothing
but expressing her gratitude to me; she did so in the most flattering
terms and with the most affectionate manner imaginable. She did not seem
to have dreamed for a single instant that I could hesitate to give her
daughter back to her and put aside all thought of marrying her. I was
grateful to her for it. It was the only way in which she gave me to
understand that the past was still living in her memory. I had the
delicacy to refrain from alluding to it; however, I should have been
very happy if she had not feared to talk of it with perfect freedom; it
would have been a greater token of esteem than all the rest.
Doubtless Alezia had told her everything; doubtless she had made a
general confession of all the thoughts of her whole life, from the night
on which she had surprised her love-affair with the gondolier down to
that on which she had confided that secret to Lelio, the actor.
Doubtless the mutual suffering caused by such an outpouring of the heart
had been purified by the flame of maternal and filial love. Bianca told
me that her daughter was calm and resigned, and that she hoped to see me
some day and express her unchangeable affection, her great esteem, her
cordial gratitude ---- In a word, the sacrifice was consummated.
I did not leave the princess until I had told her of my earnest hope
that Alezia would some day accept Nasi's love, and I urged her to
cultivate the present inclinations of that honorable and excellent young
man.
I returned to my inn at four o'clock in the morning. I found Nasi there;
he had, in accordance with my instructions, made all necessary
preparations for my departure. When I appeared with Francesca, he
thought that she had come to see me off and bid me good-bye. Imagine his
surprise when she embraced him and said, in a truly imperial tone:
"Be free, Nasi! win Alezia's love; I give you back your promise and
remain your friend."
"Lelio," he cried, "so you are robbing me of her too?"
"Do you not trust my honor?" I said. "Haven't I given you proofs enough
of it since yesterday? And do you doubt Francesca's grandeur of soul?"
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