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1 I | son Gregorio. My~daughter Ginevra and my wife, having taken
2 I | showed him his wife and Ginevra, seated on a~heap of stones.~ ~"
3 II | yesterday, Mademoiselle~Ginevra was very sad. Her father,
4 II | most intimate friends.~ ~Ginevra Piombo loved Napoleon to
5 II | the midst of his enemies. Ginevra Piombo was all~the more
6 II | of the prevailing hatred. Ginevra Piombo, one of Servin's~
7 II | Right clique of the studio. Ginevra, much the ablest of~Servin'
8 II | accomplices of her hatred. Though Ginevra was sincerely loved by~several
9 II | aloof~from the quarrel.~ ~On Ginevra's arrival she was received,
10 II | head and looked tenderly at Ginevra; their faces~beamed with
11 II | none the less directed~on Ginevra.~ ~"She hasn't noticed it!"
12 II | Roguin.~ ~At this instant Ginevra abandoned the meditative
13 II | added, aloud, addressing Ginevra.~ ~The Italian pretended
14 II | Take care, Mademoiselle Ginevra, you'll fall!" cried Laure.~ ~
15 II | of the indifference which Ginevra had apparently~shown to
16 II | enemy is raised above us. Ginevra's behavior was an~enigma
17 II | were seldom afforded to Ginevra in the~life of a studio,
18 II | extreme preoccupation~of Ginevra's mind, which prevented
19 II | obstinately~maintained by Ginevra di Piombo. The beautiful
20 II | turned to the~door near which Ginevra was seated. Under present
21 II | gestures. She presently reached~Ginevra, under the influence of
22 II | ignorance was so~obvious that Ginevra recognized it at once for
23 II | to this~mystery," thought Ginevra, who, after replying to
24 II | without further~events; Ginevra allowed her companions to
25 II | attentive air with which Ginevra~seemed to be listening to
26 II | to~the studio, and found Ginevra once more mounted on her
27 II | outside the door and coughed.~Ginevra quivered, turned her head,
28 II | expression of the many ideas that~Ginevra turned over in her mind
29 II | having come in a carriage.~ ~Ginevra and her enemy observed each
30 II | than usual.~ ~"Mademoiselle Ginevra," he said, after glancing
31 II | done.~You'll be another Ginevra."~ ~The master then went
32 II | dreaded than his~reprimands. Ginevra had not obeyed the professor'
33 II | the circumstances in which Ginevra~now found herself, the intuition
34 II | showed herself abruptly, and Ginevra hastily covered the sheet
35 II | the noise, began to move. Ginevra~knocked over her stool,
36 II | portfolio where she had seen Ginevra throw the sketch. But the
37 II | Servin sat down~beside Ginevra.~ ~"Was it not better that
38 II | understood each other, and Ginevra no longer feared~to ask:--~ ~"
39 II | citizen's clothes?" said Ginevra, impatiently.~ ~"He will
40 II | you call him that!" cried Ginevra, casting a glance of~astonishment
41 II | to you, employ me," said Ginevra. "I know the~Marechal de
42 II | other~girls. Servin left Ginevra, went round once more to
43 III| friend~ ~When the painter and Ginevra thought themselves alone,
44 III| rusty and creaking hinges. Ginevra then saw a tall and~well-made
45 III| retained no doubts as to Ginevra's patriotism as~soon as
46 III| and rested his elbow on Ginevra's~easel.~ ~"After all,"
47 III| studio; but, quicker than he, Ginevra~reached it, and barred his
48 III| alarmed the painter, and even Ginevra, whose own~nature comprehended
49 III| I can avenge him."~ ~ ~Ginevra quivered. Though the stranger
50 III| not ignoble had stifled in Ginevra all other emotions; but
51 III| which threw a new light on Ginevra's features, the~stranger
52 III| to-morrow, Labedoyere--"~ ~Ginevra turned, put a finger on
53 III| pronounced the words made Ginevra~quiver.~ ~"Are you Corsican?"
54 III| danger, all~disappeared to Ginevra's mind, or, rather, all
55 III| order to dress the~wound. Ginevra shuddered when she saw the
56 III| was not a class-day, but Ginevra came to the studio, and~
57 III| Brought up as a Corsican, Ginevra was, in some sense, a child
58 III| political event occurred, Ginevra was to~inform him by singing
59 III| under pledge of secrecy that Ginevra di Piombo had a lover, a~
60 III| she spends her time."~ ~Ginevra was, therefore, observed
61 III| prove to her the intimacy of Ginevra and the young man by~entering
62 III| although she herself forgot Ginevra, the harm she had planted
63 III| were left came no more.~Ginevra and Laure, her little friend,
64 III| for three or four days.~ ~Ginevra did not observe this falling
65 III| sentiment. The friendship of Ginevra for Luigi and that~of Luigi
66 III| Luigi and that~of Luigi for Ginevra made more progress in a
67 III| touchstone of~character. Ginevra was able, therefore, to
68 III| strength and weakness in Ginevra were, to him,~irresistible
69 III| One day, towards evening, Ginevra heard the accustomed signal.
70 III| come out of his retreat.~ ~Ginevra glanced around the studio,
71 III| Surprised at his action, Ginevra looked round, saw~Laure,
72 III| you."~ ~"Willingly," said Ginevra, painting a few strokes
73 III| and it is~late."~ ~"Oh! Ginevra, I am going away, never
74 III| Monsieur Servin!" exclaimed Ginevra, less affected,~however,
75 III| Haven't you noticed, Ginevra, that for some days past
76 III| studio?"~ ~"True," said Ginevra, as if struck by a sudden
77 III| Why?"~ ~"On your account, Ginevra."~ ~"My account!" repeated
78 III| don't be angry, my kind Ginevra," cried Laure, in deep distress.~"
79 III| telling her. Oh! my dear Ginevra!~I, who took you for my
80 III| life; girls marry--" said Ginevra.~ ~"When they are rich,"
81 III| father has a fortune--"~ ~"Ginevra," continued Laure, tenderly. "
82 III| A thunderbolt falling at Ginevra's feet could not have astonished
83 III| young girl looked up at Ginevra, and their thoughts united.
84 III| studio.~ ~"Mademoiselle Ginevra," he cried, with enthusiasm, "
85 III| for some days," replied Ginevra, "and~the young ladies are
86 III| Oh! don't laugh," said Ginevra. "Listen: I am the involuntary
87 III| Luigi's hand and that of Ginevra, and joined them.~ ~"Marry
88 III| another and laughed merrily. Ginevra pressed Luigi's~hand in
89 III| to tell you," exclaimed Ginevra, "that Madame~Roguin and
90 III| the father and mother of~Ginevra were becoming impatient
91 III| It is six o'clock, and Ginevra not yet home!" cried Bartolomeo.~ ~"
92 III| To them, their daughter Ginevra was more~precious than the
93 III| closed his stable door, Ginevra, quiet, simple and~unpretending
94 III| community of thought, for~Ginevra shared their political passions.
95 III| it was love undivided. Ginevra's whole heart~belonged to
96 III| defects~than by our virtues, Ginevra echoed in a marvellous manner
97 III| imperfection of this triple~life. Ginevra was born unyielding of will,
98 III| life, it came to pass that~Ginevra turned the principle against
99 III| for the last five years, Ginevra, grown wiser than her~father,
100 III| resulted from her training; Ginevra lived with her father and
101 III| without education, had allowed Ginevra to~study as she pleased.
102 III| be her dominant passion. Ginevra would have made a noble~
103 III| Go and meet Mademoiselle Ginevra," said his master.~ ~"I
104 III| awaiting or~admiring her Ginevra, her pride, her life. The
105 III| All was well with~her if Ginevra was happy. Her hair was
106 III| days," she said, "since Ginevra made a practice of~being
107 III| mother heard the steps of her Ginevra in the court-yard. Bartolomeo~
108 IV | Love~ ~"Here she is, my Ginevra, Ginevrettina, Ginevrola,
109 IV | Ginevrettina, Ginevrola, mia Ginevra bella!"~cried the old man.~ ~"
110 IV | you hurt me!"~ ~Instantly Ginevra was put down with an air
111 IV | symptom of gayety, to which Ginevra replied by a smile.~ ~"Ah
112 IV | parents--"~ ~"Oh, father!"~ ~"Ginevra is preparing some surprise
113 IV | at the studio," replied Ginevra, rather~slowly.~ ~"What
114 IV | What is the matter, Ginevra? You are turning pale!"
115 IV | shall~never be said that Ginevra Piombo acted a lie."~ ~Hearing
116 IV | or not to love," replied Ginevra,~still gently.~ ~"I flattered
117 IV | continued her father, "that my Ginevra would be~faithful to me
118 IV | fanaticism for Napoleon?" said~Ginevra. "Have you never loved any
119 IV | we must all submit."~ ~"Ginevra!"~ ~"No, you don't love
120 IV | don't blame you," replied Ginevra, with more gentleness~than
121 IV | benefits with your father, Ginevra?" said Piombo,~in a dangerous
122 IV | have you love another man. Ginevra, you will not have long
123 IV | who am all his."~ ~"Oh! Ginevra, Ginevra!" cried the Corsican,
124 IV | all his."~ ~"Oh! Ginevra, Ginevra!" cried the Corsican, clenching
125 IV | weighed~down with sorrow.~ ~Ginevra saw his agitation, and the
126 IV | never be~abandoned by your Ginevra. But love her a little for
127 IV | eyes flashed lightnings. Ginevra alone was able to~endure
128 IV | your husband?"~ ~"HE," said Ginevra; "he of whom I am not worthy."~ ~"
129 IV | love you?"~ ~"Father," said Ginevra, with a gesture of impatience, "
130 IV | love him?" cried Piombo.~ ~Ginevra bent her head softly.~ ~"
131 IV | I think it is," said Ginevra.~ ~"You shall not marry
132 IV | shall marry him," replied Ginevra, tranquilly.~ ~"Oh, God!"
133 IV | gentle, weakened voice,--~ ~"Ginevra, no! you will not marry
134 IV | I supplicate you--"~ ~"Ginevra Piombo does not pass her
135 IV | not disobedience," said Ginevra.~ ~"No order can be unjust
136 IV | cried Piombo.~ ~"Oh!" said Ginevra, shaking her head.~ ~"Well,
137 IV | long for your death?" cried Ginevra.~ ~"I shall outlive you.
138 IV | his face turned purple.~Ginevra shuddered; she sprang like
139 IV | kind father!"~ ~"Oh! my Ginevra, my own Ginevra!" replied
140 IV | Oh! my Ginevra, my own Ginevra!" replied Piombo, whose
141 IV | Ah! Ginevretta! mia bella Ginevra!"~ ~And the father played
142 IV | voice for this~nocturne." Ginevra was an Italian, and that
143 IV | have made me!"~ ~That day Ginevra had the joy of coming home
144 IV | The~earnest appeals which Ginevra made to the Duc de Feltre,
145 IV | better things. Warned by Ginevra of the difficulties~he would
146 IV | entering Piombo's salon. Ginevra felt him tremble, and this
147 IV | door of the~house.~ ~"Oh! Ginevra, if it concerned my life
148 IV | the formal~presentation Ginevra was to make of her lover,
149 IV | awful.~ ~"Father," said Ginevra, "I bring you a person you
150 IV | timidly, still~standing.~ ~Ginevra, mortified by her father'
151 IV | Porta, bewildered, looked at Ginevra, who had turned as white
152 IV | Go, go, Luigi!" cried Ginevra. "No, stay; I must go with
153 IV | kill you, they will."~ ~"Ginevra," he said, "this feud, does
154 IV | and pressed her hand.~ ~Ginevra comprehended that true love
155 IV | then and there decided. Ginevra foresaw a~cruel struggle,
156 IV | the time she reached home, Ginevra had attained to that serenity~
157 IV | word to one~another.~ ~When Ginevra had placed herself between
158 IV | the fire; I am~cold."~ ~Ginevra trembled, and looked at
159 IV | his face was distorted.~Ginevra knew the extent of the peril
160 IV | expression of terror.~ ~"Ginevra, you love the enemy of your
161 IV | choice is made," replied Ginevra, calmly.~ ~His daughter'
162 IV | shall be his wife," said Ginevra, abruptly.~ ~Bartolomeo
163 IV | never consent~to it."~ ~Ginevra kept silence.~ ~"Ginevra,"
164 IV | Ginevra kept silence.~ ~"Ginevra," continued the baron, "
165 IV | shared that hatred," said Ginevra, eagerly. "You did not~bring
166 IV | see you in your coffin,~Ginevra."~ ~The old Corsican rose
167 IV | Piombo; do you hear me,~Ginevra?"~ ~"Do you attach some
168 IV | the daughter, rising, "am Ginevra Piombo, and I declare~that
169 IV | giving utterance to her will, Ginevra affected~inconceivable coolness.
170 IV | latter.~ ~The next day, when Ginevra sought to leave the house
171 IV | when he contemplated his~Ginevra. The girl had something
172 IV | the other.~ ~At last, on Ginevra's birthday, her mother,
173 IV | sitting~in Bartolomeo's study. Ginevra guessed her mother's intention
174 IV | inclination of the head,~looked at Ginevra with a sly expression, took
175 IV | evidence~that Mademoiselle Ginevra di Piombo--attains this
176 IV | baroness was mute and passive. Ginevra, calm and resolute,~waited
177 IV | threw~themselves before Ginevra; but Piombo knocked them
178 IV | glitter of the dagger. When Ginevra saw him approach her she
179 IV | you have no father. My Ginevra Piombo is buried here,"
180 IV | again."~ ~So saying, he took Ginevra by the arm to the gate of
181 IV | her out.~ ~"Luigi!" cried Ginevra, entering the humble lodging
182 V | Marriage~ ~The day after Ginevra was driven from her father'
183 V | annoyed by the harm~which Ginevra's affair had inflicted on
184 V | lodging house brought to Ginevra's room~a number of trunks
185 V | letter.~ ~"Oh, mother!" cried Ginevra, deeply moved.~ ~She felt
186 V | young~hearts are incapable. Ginevra had the generosity to bury
187 V | The marriage day arrived. Ginevra had no friend with her.
188 V | a marriage procession.~ ~Ginevra herself was dressed simply,
189 V | being near by, Luigi and Ginevra,~followed by the four witnesses
190 V | awaiting the mayor's arrival.~ ~Ginevra sat down beside Luigi at
191 V | As she watched them, Ginevra's heart swelled within her;
192 V | understand the joys that his~Ginevra was sacrificing to him.
193 V | in his fob.~ ~Luigi and Ginevra, sitting pressed to one
194 V | groups was visible; that of Ginevra and Luigi~was buried in
195 V | earth and heaven!~ ~But Ginevra was not wholly free from
196 V | da Porta and Mademoiselle Ginevra di~Piombo. This caused some
197 V | was not more sumptuous. Ginevra~rose, took Luigi's arm,
198 V | general whispering reminded Ginevra that all present were wondering
199 V | engraved on a tombstone. Ginevra~trembled. Like the dove
200 V | its feet but the ark, so Ginevra could take refuge only in
201 V | witnesses, duly, Luigi and Ginevra were made one. Then the~
202 V | gloomy bridal. When, at~last, Ginevra found herself in the mayor'
203 V | courage and tenderness, my Ginevra?" said Luigi.~ ~At these
204 V | above the heads of~Luigi and Ginevra the symbol of eternal union,--
205 V | an indirect reproach to Ginevra~on the absence of her parents;
206 V | marriage-day, shed a balm on Ginevra's heart.~ ~They parted with
207 V | How he loves you!" said Ginevra.~ ~Luigi now hurried his
208 V | exclaiming,--~ ~"Oh, my Ginevra! for now you are mine, here
209 V | But let me see all," said Ginevra, to whom Luigi had made
210 V | all."~ ~And the imperious Ginevra looked at each piece of
211 V | kitchen, and a servant's-room. Ginevra was much pleased with her~
212 V | happiness of a satisfied love. Ginevra caressed the hair of her
213 V | niente." An air sung by Ginevra reproduced~to their souls
214 V | oriental ardor. Luigi and Ginevra comprehended love. Love
215 V | necessary to work to live. Ginevra, who possessed a~special
216 V | their subsistence falling on Ginevra, it occurred~to him to make
217 V | his office and the sale of Ginevra's pictures~gave the young
218 V | they met with delight in~Ginevra's studio. Music refreshed
219 V | labor still more~severe; Ginevra said in her heart that she
220 V | and Luigi~the same for Ginevra.~ ~Sometimes, in the absence
221 V | long desired,--that of his Ginevra, painted by~herself. Never
222 VI | picture-dealers requested~Ginevra to give them something beside
223 VI | herself. However, as Luigi and Ginevra had laid by a few savings,~
224 VI | paintings~had little chance. Ginevra offered them for almost
225 VI | their secret anxiety. When Ginevra felt like weeping as she~
226 VI | his soul,~expressed to his Ginevra the tenderest love. They
227 VI | slightest hope.~ ~One night Ginevra woke and missed Luigi from
228 VI | write. Four o'clock struck.~Ginevra lay down again, and pretended
229 VI | fatigue and drowsiness. Ginevra looked sadly~on the beautiful,
230 VI | thought his wife was sleeping, Ginevra~as soon as he had gone.~ ~
231 VI | he saw the~reflection of Ginevra's lamp on the opposite wall,
232 VI | coloring engravings.~ ~"Oh, Ginevra!" he cried.~ ~She gave a
233 VI | closer round~you, my own Ginevra; the night is damp and chilly."~ ~
234 VI | luminous.~ ~"See!" said Ginevra. "It is an omen. We shall
235 VI | with a bitter smile. "Oh, Ginevra!~you who deserved all the
236 VI | What silence!" said Ginevra, presently. "Dear friend,
237 VI | sleep, I wake."~ ~"Oh, my Ginevra," he cried, "it is not to-night
238 VI | sleep."~ ~"Yes," replied Ginevra, "if I do not sleep alone.
239 VI | household to them proved fatal. Ginevra had a son,~who was, to use
240 VI | to meet the expenses of Ginevra's confinement. At first~
241 VI | the graceful~outlines of Ginevra's figure were slowly destroyed;
242 VI | are not in want," replied Ginevra, gently, affecting calmness.~ ~"
243 VI | Another day Luigi took Ginevra's pictures, her portrait,
244 VI | these days of wretchedness Ginevra showed~the sublimity of
245 VI | this sacrifice would save Ginevra,~and that her father, during
246 VI | crying~out at times:--~ ~"Ginevra! Oh, my Ginevra!"~ ~It was
247 VI | times:--~ ~"Ginevra! Oh, my Ginevra!"~ ~It was almost night
248 VI | window, were fading from Ginevra's face as she sat sleeping
249 VI | he~showed her the gold. Ginevra began to laugh mechanically;
250 VI | father, in memory of his Ginevra," she said. "Tell~him I
251 VI | love, was growing cold. Ginevra~turned her eyes instinctively
252 VI | for the empty chair was Ginevra's.~Elisa Piombo watched
253 VI | bring about a mention of Ginevra's~name. The night was wintry;
254 VI | heard~a gentle rustling. Ginevra's mother dropped her head
255 VI | years--of his daughter.~ ~"Ginevra may be cold," she said,
256 VI | of her," he said, laying Ginevra's long black hair~upon the
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