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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


"Good-evening, Signora." He stood with his cap in his hand. "I have
been telling the Signorina what you have done for my poor mamma,
Signora. I did not tell her before because I thought she knew. But she
did not know."
Vere was looking at her mother with a shining of affection in her
eyes.
At this moment Gaspare came up slowly, with a careless walk.
Artois watched him.
"About the little money, you mean?" said Hermione, rather hastily.
"Si, Signora. When I gave it to my poor mamma she cried again. But
that was because you were so kind. And she said to me, 'Ruffo, why
should a strange lady be so kind to me? Why should a strange lady
think about me?' she said. 'Ruffino,' she said, 'it must be Santa
Maddalena who has sent her here to be good to me.' My poor mamma!"
"The Signora does not want to be bothered with all this!" It was
Gaspare who had spoken, roughly, and who now pushed in between Ruffo
and those who were listening to his simple narrative.
Ruffo looked surprised, but submissive.


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