Detective and mystery stories, English; English fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, English
"I don't suppose that Antonio ever realised quite how unpopular he
was from the first in his new surroundings. The Yorkshire yokels
looked upon him as a dago, and the fact that he had not fought in the
war did not help matters. During the first six months he did not
speak a word of English, and even after he had begun to pick up a
sentence or two, he always remained unsociable. To begin with, he
didn't drink: he hated beer and said so; he didn't understand
cricket, and was bored with football. He didn't bet, and he was
frightened of horses. All that he cared for was his gun; but he went
about his work not only conscientiously, but intelligently, took
great interest in the rearing of young birds, and was particularly
successful with them.
"After he had been in England a year he fell madly in love with
Winnie Gooden. And that is how the tragedy began.
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"An Italian peasant's idea of love is altogether different to that of
an English yokel. The latter will begin by keeping company with his
sweetheart: he will walk out with her in the twilight, and sit beside
her on the stile, chewing the end of a straw and timidly holding her
hand. Kisses are exchanged, and sighs, and usually no end of jokes
and chaff. On the whole the English yokel is a cheerful lover. Not
so the Italian. With him love is the serious drama of life; he is
always prepared for it to turn to tragedy. His love is overwhelming,
tempestuous. With one arm he fondles his sweetheart, but the other
hand is behind his back, grasping a knife.
"So it was with Antonio Vissio. Winnie Gooden was the daughter of
one of the gardeners at Markthwaite Hall, Lord Crookhaven's
residence. She was remarkably pretty, and I suppose that she was
attracted by the silent, rather sullen Italian, who, by the way, was
extraordinarily good-looking. Dark eyes, a soft creamy skin,
quantities of wavy hair; every one admitted that the two of them made
a splendid pair when they walked out together on Sunday afternoons.
Thanks to the kindness of Colonel Arnott, Vissio had succeeded in
selling the bit of land on which his farm had stood, so he had a good
bit of money, too, and though James Gooden, the father, was said to
be averse to the idea of his daughter marrying a foreigner, it was
thought that Winnie would talk her father over easily enough, if she
really meant to have Antonio; but people didn't think that she was
seriously in love with him.
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