The old lady dropped the perfumed handkerchief that was at her nose and

said: "What do you talk about downstairs all day long, miss? Pretty thing if

you allow a man like that to fill you with his fictions. He is a nice

person to take your opinions from, and you are a nice girl to stand up

for a man who sold you into slavery, as I might say! Have you forgotten

the baker's shop in London--or was it a pastry cook's, or what?--where

they made you a drudge and a scullery-maid, after your father had given

you away?"

"Don't speak so loud, Aunt Betsy."

"Then don't worry me by defending such conduct. Ah, how my head aches!

Natalina, where are my smelling salts? Natalina!"

"I'm not defending my father, but still...."

"Should think not, indeed! If it hadn't been for the Baron, who went in

search of you, and found you after you had run away and been forced to

go back to your slave-master, and then sent you to school in Paris, and

now permits you to enjoy half the revenue of your father's estates, and

forbids us to say a word about his generosity, where would you be?

Madonna mia! In the streets of London, perhaps, to which your father had

consigned you!"

The Princess Bellini was waiting for Roma when she returned to the

drawing-room. The little lady was as friendly as if nothing unusual had

occurred.

"Just going for a walk in the Corso, my dear. You'll come? No? Ah, work,

work, work!"

The little lady tapped Roma's arm with her pince-nez and laughed.

"Everybody has heard that he is sitting to you, and everybody

understands. That reminds me--I've a box at the new opera to-morrow

night:--'Samson' at the Costanzi, you know. Only Gi-gi and myself, but

if you would like me to take you and to ask your own particular

Samson...."

"Honourable Rossi," said Felice at the door, and David Rossi entered the

room, with the black poodle bounding before him.

"I must apologise for not sending back the dog," he said. "It followed

me home yesterday, but I thought as I was coming to-day...."

"Black has quite deserted me since Mr. Rossi appeared," said Roma, and

then she introduced the deputy to the Princess.

The little lady was effusive. "I was just saying, Honourable Rossi, that

if you would honour my box at the opera to-morrow night...."

David Rossi glanced at Roma.

"Oh yes, Donna Roma is coming, and if you will...."




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