Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
Further delay being unnecessary, the party was again put in motion, Don
Luis now riding by the side of the fidalgo's litter, and ever and anon,
notwithstanding his previous intentions to the contrary, approaching
that of Donna Clara, to inquire if she had recovered from her alarm, and
to assure her that she had no further cause for fear; an assurance in
which, proceeding from the lips of so handsome a cavalier, and uttered
in a tone of respectful courtesy, she could not fail to put implicit
confidence. Notwithstanding his words, however, he kept a constant and
watchful glance on every side, having also given private instructions to
his own people, and to those of Goncalo Christovao to have their arms in
readiness for any sudden attack. By insensible degrees he was led to
enter more into conversation with his fair companion, and, as he spoke,
his words became animated with a new spirit; all thoughts of the past
being banished from his mind, while the roses again returned to her
cheeks before blanched by fear, her soft eyes beaming with a strange and
undefined happiness.
While Don Luis rode on to address the fidalgo, the old Nurse began to
comment on his appearance. "What a handsome young cavalier is that,"
she said; "so brave too,--why, the servants say he killed ten of the
brigands with his own hand! What a noble countenance he has! with such
sparkling black eyes! and how many polite inquiries he made after our
health! Oh! mine is sore shaken by the fright.--Is he not handsome?"
"Do you think so, good nurse?" answered Donna Clara unconsciously. "I
did not look.--He is very brave and very good, I am sure."
"That he is; and so gallant, too," said the Nurse. "How few young
gentlemen would take the trouble to turn back to protect us. What a
pity he is married!"
"Married!" exclaimed Donna Clara; and there was a sinking at her heart,
and she felt her cheek again grow pale, she knew not why.
"If he is not married, he soon is to be, to his cousin Donna Theresa
d'Alorna. The moment I heard his name I remembered that I had learned
all about it from Senhora Anna, his father's housekeeper, whose
birth-place is near Oporto, and who came back to see her kindred some
time ago."
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