The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-05-27

her given her love-the deep and passionate
love OF her heart-to the plebeian painter,
Juan Zanonir
The Duke did not start; he gave no token
OF astonishment. His look was one of en-
tire unbelief.
80! Steffanol what freak is thisi What
manner of hallucination hath possessed
you."
The Marquis was calm aud unruffied. He
family smiled as he answered:
My dear Antonio, | fear it is Yourself
who is possessed; but will awaken you if |
can. Stopl Listen to me for q moment,
and be candid. VIII you call to mind the
dear girls peculiarities of disposition and
self-education. You know how romantic
she is, how prone to hero worship. You
have heard her in her rhapsodies on the
heroes of the old crusades. Aye, she wor-
ships hero wherever she can find him.
And now, turn to this painter. Mark YOU.
my brother, l do not like the man; yet am
forced to admit that be is the handsomest of
feature and of form, and one of the most
intellectual of all the men | ever knew.
And into this mans society the tender
hearted, impressionable girl is thrown, TO
sit with him for hours alone, under the in
huence of his witching look and his capti-
waiting speech
But" said the Duke, struggling to
throw off the fear that was coming upon
MN, you know that Madelon is always
with her.
bah! You are not serious, brother You
know perfectly well that the good old duenna
is never allowed to sit wish them-is not al
lowed in the same room"
Antonio was troubled. His love for his
beautiful ward was like the love of father
for his own offspring. 1t was deep, tender
and true-the chief source, in fact, of lis
domestic inU mil TO 10
lieve that his darling-the fondly cherished
and dearly beloved child of the noble
Farnese-could have given her heart to a
plebeian; for he had told himself i'll the out
set that if she could do this thing it would
mean clinging, forever after, to the low
born lover III preference to her own de-
voted kindred
"Steffano," he said, after long and pain
full time of reflection, Il cannot believe it,
know you are sincere. | can see it in
your face; but cannot believe"
Dear brother, may | convince you!"
"Howp'
"Never mind the how. If you will give
me permission | will this very evening CON
vince you that | am right-that the painter
is to her all in all"
Il will not have her imposed upon, nor
harshly treated. Remember thatl"
'Delr brother, do you not know me
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thatm
But, StefPano, what is it you mean.
What course will you pursue"
The Marquis gave a few moments to
thought. and then replied:
Antonio, listen. l will speak the
painters name in her herring. / will speak
of HIM kindly and in friendly spirit, and
you shall mark the effect of the words
upon her. If do not convince you that
her heart is given wholly and entirely to
lamont give you my word that l will
never allude to the subject again-never
Surely you can have no objection to that"
rs Count Denaro enlisted with you in
this affair?"
Heavens and earth! For what do you
take me? l have never breathed it to him
He is as ignorant of the whole matter as
you were half an hour ago."
The Duke arose from his seat and took a
turn across the room. In far corner was
small cupboard, the door of which he
opened, and took thence bottle and two
glasses. and set them on the table. In utter
silence the wine was poured out; in silence
drank. A little later he said, YEARLY:
BE it SO, brother. But remember your
promise. Be kind and gentle"