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〃Is that all？〃 asked Stanmer。
〃No； she went on to say that Camerino had killed Count Salvi in a
duel； and she admitted that her husband's jealousy had been the
occasion of it。 The Count； it appeared； was a monster of jealousy
he had led her a dreadful life。 He himself； meanwhile； had been
anything but irreproachable； he had done a mortal injury to a man of
whom he pretended to be a friend； and this affair had become
notorious。 The gentleman in question had demanded satisfaction for
his outraged honour； but for some reason or other （the Countess； to
do her justice； did not tell me that her husband was a coward）； he
had not as yet obtained it。 The duel with Camerino had come on
first； in an access of jealous fury the Count had struck Camerino in
the face； and this outrage； I know not how justly； was deemed
expiable before the other。 By an extraordinary arrangement （the
Italians have certainly no sense of fair play） the other man was
allowed to be Camerino's second。 The duel was fought with swords；
and the Count received a wound of which； though at first it was not
expected to be fatal； he died on the following day。 The matter was
hushed up as much as possible for the sake of the Countess's good
name； and so successfully that it was presently observed that； among
the public； the other gentleman had the credit of having put his
blade through M。 de Salvi。 This gentleman took a fancy not to
contradict the impression； and it was allowed to subsist。 So long as
he consented； it was of course in Camerino's interest not to
contradict it； as it left him much more free to keep up his intimacy
with the Countess。〃
Stanmer had listened to all this with extreme attention。 〃Why didn't
SHE contradict it？〃
I shrugged my shoulders。 〃I am bound to believe it was for the same
reason。 I was horrified； at any rate； by the whole story。 I was
extremely shocked at the Countess's want of dignity in continuing to
see the man by whose hand her husband had fallen。〃
〃The husband had been a great brute； and it was not known；〃 said
Stanmer。
〃Its not being known made no difference。 And as for Salvi having
been a brute； that is but a way of saying that his wife； and the man
whom his wife subsequently married； didn't like him。〃
Stanmer hooked extremely meditative； his eyes were fixed on mine。
〃Yes； that marriage is hard to get over。 It was not becoming。〃
〃Ah；〃 said I； 〃what a long breath I drew when I heard of it！ I
remember the place and the hour。 It was at a hill…station in India；
seven years after I had left Florence。 The post brought me some
English papers； and in one of them was a letter from Italy； with a
lot of so…called 'fashionable intelligence。' There； among various
scandals in high life； and other delectable items； I read that the
Countess Bianca Salvi； famous for some years as the presiding genius
of the most agreeable seen in Florence； was about to bestow her hand
upon Count Camerino； a distinguished Bolognese。 Ah； my dear boy； it
was a tremendous escape！ I had been ready to marry the woman who was
capable of that！ But my instinct had warned me； and I had trusted my
instinct。〃
〃'Instinct's everything；' as Falstaff says！〃 And Stanmer began to
laugh。 〃Did you tell Madame de Salvi that your instinct was against
her？〃
〃No； I told her that she frightened me； shocked me； horrified me。〃
〃That's about the same thing。 And what did she say？〃
〃She asked me what I would have？ I called her friendship with
Camerino a scandal； and she answered that her husband had been a
brute。 Besides； no one knew it； therefore it was no scandal。 Just
YOUR argument！ I retorted that this was odious reasoning； and that
she had no moral sense。 We had a passionate argument； and I declared
I would never see her again。 In the heat of my displeasure I left
Florence； and I kept my vow。 I never saw her again。〃
〃You couldn't have been much in love with her；〃 said Stanmer。
〃I was notthree months after。〃
〃If you had been you would have come backthree days after。〃
〃So doubtless it seems to you。 All I can say is that it was the
great effort of my life。 Being a military man； I have had on various
occasions to face time enemy。 But it was not then I needed my
resolution； it was when I left Florence in a post…chaise。〃
Stanmer turned about the room two or three times； and then he said：
〃I don't understand！ I don't understand why she should have told you
that Camerino had killed her husband。 It could only damage her。〃
〃She was afraid it would damage her more that I should think he was
her lover。 She wished to say the thing that would most effectually
persuade me that he was not her loverthat he could never be。 And
then she wished to get the credit of being very frank。〃
〃Good heavens； how you must have analysed her！〃 cried my companion；
staring。
〃There is nothing so analytic as disillusionment。 But there it is。
She married Camerino。〃
〃Yes； I don't lime that；〃 said Stanmer。 He was silent a while； and
then he added〃Perhaps she wouldn't have done so if you had
remained。〃
He has a little innocent way！ 〃Very likely she would have dispensed
with the ceremony；〃 I answered； drily。
〃Upon my word；〃 he said； 〃you HAVE analysed her！〃
〃You ought to he grateful to me。 I have done for you what you seem
unable to do for yourself。〃
〃I don't see any Camerino in my case；〃 he said。
〃Perhaps among those gentlemen I can find one for you。〃
〃Thank you；〃 he cried； 〃I'll take care of that myself！〃 And he went
awaysatisfied； I hope。
10th。He's an obstinate little wretch； it irritates me to see him
sticking to it。 Perhaps he is looking for his Camerino。 I shall
leave him； at any rate； to his fate； it is growing insupportably hot。
11th。I went this evening to bid farewell to the Scarabelli。 There
was no one there； she was alone in her great dusky drawing…room；
which was lighted only by a couple of candles； with the immense
windows open over the garden。 She was dressed in white； she was
deucedly pretty。 She asked me； of course； why I had been so long
without coming。
〃I think you say that only for form；〃 I answered。 〃I imagine you
know。〃
〃Che！ what have I done？〃
〃Nothing at all。 You are too wise for that。〃
She looked at me a while。 〃I think you are a little crazy。〃
〃Ah no； I am only too sane。 I have too much reason rather than too
little。〃
〃You have； at any rate； what we call a fixed idea。〃
〃There is no harm in that so long as it's a good one。〃
〃But yours is abominable！〃 she exclaimed； with a laugh。
〃Of course you can't like me or my ideas。 All things considered； you
have treated me with wonderful kindness； and I thank you and kiss
your hands。 I leave Florence tomorrow。〃
〃I won't say I'm sorry！〃 she said； laughing again。 〃But I am very
glad to have seen you。 I always wondered about you。 You are a
curiosity。〃
〃Yes； you must find me so。 A man who can resist your charms！ The
fact is； I can't。 This evening you are enchanting； and it is the
first time I have been alone with you。〃
She gave no heed to this； she turned away。 But in a moment she came
back； and stood looking at me； and her beautiful solemn eyes seemed
to shine in the dimness of the room。
〃How COULD you treat my mother so？〃 she asked。
〃Treat her so？〃
〃How could you desert the most charming woman in the world？〃
〃It was not a case of desertion； and if it had been it seems to me
she was consoled。〃
At this moment there was the sound of a step in the ante…chamber； and
I saw that the Countess perceived it to be Stanmer's。
〃That wouldn't have happened；〃 she murmured。 〃My poor mother needed
a protector。〃
Stanmer came in； interrupting our talk； and looking at me； I thought；
with a little air of bravado。 He must think me indeed a tiresome；
meddlesome bore； and upon my word； turning it all over； I wonder at
his docility。 After all； he's five…and…twentyand yet I MUST add；
it DOES irritate methe way he sticks！ He was followed in a moment
by two or three of the regular Italians； and I made my visit short。
〃Good…bye； Countess；〃 I said； and she gave me her hand in silence。
〃Do you need a protector？〃 I added； softly。
She looked at me from head to foot； and then； almost angrily〃Yes；
Signore。〃
But； to deprecate her anger； I kept her hand an instant； and then
bent my venerable head and kissed it。 I think I appeased her。
BOLOGNA； 14th。I left Florence on the 11th； and have been here these
three days。 Delightful old Italian townbut it lacks the charm of
my Florentine secret。
I wrote that last entry five days ago； late at night； after coming
back from Casa Salsi。 I afterwards fell asleep in my chair；