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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


"You go away from it very often, Signora."
"But I must occasionally go in to Naples!" she protested.
"Si, Signora."
"Well, but mustn't I?"
"Non lo so, Signora. Perhaps we have been here long enough. Perhaps we
had better go away from here."
He spoke slowly, and with something less than his usual firmness, as
if in his mind there was uncertainty, some indecision or some conflict
of desires.
"Do you want to go away?" she said.
"It is not for me to want, Signora."
"I don't think the Signorina would like to go, Gaspare. She hates the
idea of leaving the island."
"The Signorina is not every one," he returned.
Habitually blunt as Gaspare was, Hermione had never before heard him
speak of Vere like this, not with the least impertinence, but with a
certain roughness. To-day it did not hurt her. Nor, indeed, could it
ever have hurt her, coming from some one so proven as Gaspare. But
to-day it even warmed her, for it made her feel that some one was
thinking exclusively of her--was putting her first.


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