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was billeted upon them;probably because they wished to avoid all

quarrelling。



Montefiore gave himself out as a former Spanish subject; persecuted by

Napoleon; whom he was serving against his will; and these semi…lies

had the success he expected。 He was invited to share the meals of the

family; and was treated with the respect due to his name; his birth;

and his title。 He had his reasons for capturing the good…will of the

merchant and his wife; he scented his madonna as the ogre scented the

youthful flesh of Tom Thumb and his brothers。 But in spite of the

confidence he managed to inspire in the worthy pair the latter

maintained the most profound silence as to the said madonna; and not

only did the captain see no trace of the young girl during the first

day he spent under the roof of the honest Spaniard; but he heard no

sound and came upon no indication which revealed her presence in that

ancient building。 Supposing that she was the only daughter of the old

couple; Montefiore concluded they had consigned her to the garret;

where; for the time being; they made their home。



But no revelation came to betray the hiding…place of that precious

treasure。 The marquis glued his face to the lozenge…shaped leaded

panes which looked upon the black…walled enclosure of the inner

courtyard; but in vain; he saw no gleam of light except from the

windows of the old couple; whom he could see and hear as they went and

came and talked and coughed。 Of the young girl; not a shadow!



Montefiore was far too wary to risk the future of his passion by

exploring the house nocturnally; or by tapping softly on the doors。

Discovery by that hot patriot; the mercer; suspicious as a Spaniard

must be; meant ruin infallibly。 The captain therefore resolved to wait

patiently; resting his faith on time and the imperfection of men;

which always resultseven with scoundrels; and how much more with

honest men!in the neglect of precautions。



The next day he discovered a hammock in the kitchen; showing plainly

where the servant…woman slept。 As for the apprentice; his bed was

evidently made on the shop counter。 During supper on the second day

Montefiore succeeded; by cursing Napoleon; in smoothing the anxious

forehead of the merchant; a grave; black…visaged Spaniard; much like

the faces formerly carved on the handles of Moorish lutes; even the

wife let a gay smile of hatred appear in the folds of her elderly

face。 The lamp and the reflections of the brazier illumined

fantastically the shadows of the noble room。 The mistress of the house

offered a 〃cigarrito〃 to their semi…compatriot。 At this moment the

rustle of a dress and the fall of a chair behind the tapestry were

plainly heard。



〃Ah!〃 cried the wife; turning pale; 〃may the saints assist us! God

grant no harm has happened!〃



〃You have some one in the next room; have you not?〃 said Montefiore;

giving no sign of emotion。



The draper dropped a word of imprecation against the girls。 Evidently

alarmed; the wife opened a secret door; and led in; half fainting; the

Italian's madonna; to whom he was careful to pay no attention; only;

to avoid a too…studied indifference; he glanced at the girl before he

turned to his host and said in his own language:



〃Is that your daughter; signore?〃



Perez de Lagounia (such was the merchant's name) had large commercial

relations with Genoa; Florence; and Livorno; he knew Italian; and

replied in the same language:



〃No; if she were my daughter I should take less precautions。 The child

is confided to our care; and I would rather die than see any evil

happen to her。 But how is it possible to put sense into a girl of

eighteen?〃



〃She is very handsome;〃 said Montefiore; coldly; not looking at her

face again。



〃Her mother's beauty is celebrated;〃 replied the merchant; briefly。



They continued to smoke; watching each other。 Though Montefiore

compelled himself not to give the slightest look which might

contradict his apparent coldness; he could not refrain; at a moment

when Perez turned his head to expectorate; from casting a rapid glance

at the young girl; whose sparkling eyes met his。 Then; with that

science of vision which gives to a libertine; as it does to a

sculptor; the fatal power of disrobing; if we may so express it; a

woman; and divining her shape by inductions both rapid and sagacious;

he beheld one of those masterpieces of Nature whose creation appears

to demand as its right all the happiness of love。 Here was a fair

young face; on which the sun of Spain had cast faint tones of bistre

which added to its expression of seraphic calmness a passionate pride;

like a flash of light infused beneath that diaphanous complexion;

due; perhaps; to the Moorish blood which vivified and colored it。 Her

hair; raised to the top of her head; fell thence with black

reflections round the delicate transparent ears and defined the

outlines of a blue…veined throat。 These luxuriant locks brought into

strong relief the dazzling eyes and the scarlet lips of a well…arched

mouth。 The bodice of the country set off the lines of a figure that

swayed as easily as a branch of willow。 She was not the Virgin of

Italy; but the Virgin of Spain; of Murillo; the only artist daring

enough to have painted the Mother of God intoxicated with the joy of

conceiving the Christ;the glowing imagination of the boldest and

also the warmest of painters。



In this young girl three things were united; a single one of which

would have sufficed for the glory of a woman: the purity of the pearl

in the depths of ocean; the sublime exaltation of the Spanish Saint

Teresa; and a passion of love which was ignorant of itself。 The

presence of such a woman has the virtue of a talisman。 Montefiore no

longer felt worn and jaded。 That young girl brought back his youthful

freshness。



But; though the apparition was delightful; it did not last。 The girl

was taken back to the secret chamber; where the servant…woman carried

to her openly both light and food。



〃You do right to hide her;〃 said Montefiore in Italian。 〃I will keep

your secret。 The devil! we have generals in our army who are capable

of abducting her。〃



Montefiore's infatuation went so far as to suggest to him the idea of

marrying her。 He accordingly asked her history; and Perez very

willingly told him the circumstances under which she had become his

ward。 The prudent Spaniard was led to make this confidence because he

had heard of Montefiore in Italy; and knowing his reputation was

desirous to let him see how strong were the barriers which protected

the young girl from the possibility of seduction。 Though the good…man

was gifted with a certain patriarchal eloquence; in keeping with his

simple life and customs; his tale will be improved by abridgment。



At the period when the French Revolution changed the manners and

morals of every country which served as the scene of its wars; a

street prostitute came to Tarragona; driven fr
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