The hit that made the boat against the shore, shook Lucia, who, having dried her tears in secret, he raised his head, as if to wake up. Renzo came out first, and gave her hand to Agnes, who, out as well, gave it to her daughter, and all three made it sadly due to the boatman. - What? - He replied: - We are here to help each other - and took his hand away, almost with disgust, as if he had proposed to rob, Renzo when he tried to slip you a part of 'who was wearing quattrinelli and that he had taken that night, with the intention of giving generously Don Abbondio, if it had, despite himself, served. The cart was there ready, the conductor greeted the three components, put them, called out the beast, a whip, and away.
Our author does not describe that trip at night, silent as the country where Christopher had addressed between the two women, and indeed protest expressly not mean. The progress of history it is stated that the reason for this reticence. The Adventures of Lucy at that residence, are enmeshed in a maze of dark person belonging to a family, as it seems, very powerful, at the time that the author wrote. To give an account of the strange conduct of that person, in this particular case, he then also had to tell briefly earlier in life, and the family there is one figure who will want to read it. But what the caution of the poor man wanted to exclude us, our coaches have made it to find elsewhere. A historic Milanese (Joseph Ripamonti, Historiae Patriae, Decadis V, Lib. VI, Chapter III, p.. 358 et seq.) That has had to make mention of that same person, does not name, it is true, neither she nor the country, but said that it was a suburb of this ancient and noble, that the city did not lack anything but as it says elsewhere, that passes the Lambro and elsewhere, that there is a priest. From the feedback of these data we infer that it was certainly Monza. In the vast treasure of induction erudite there may well be the finest, but the safest, I would not believe. We also speculate on very well founded, say the name of the family, but, although it is extinguished for some time, we seem better left in the pen, not to put ourselves at risk of not doing an injustice to the dead, and leave the subject of some products research. Our travelers
arrivaron so at Monza, shortly after sunrise: the tenant entered into a tavern, and there, as a handy place, and an acquaintance of the owner, he assigned a room, and I accompanied him. Among the acknowledgments, Renzo also tried to get him some money, but that, like the boatman, he aims to reward another, more distant, but more abundant: he withdrew his hands, too, and, like fleeing, ran to govern his beast.
After an evening such as we have described, and one night, everyone can imagine it, passed in the company of these 'thoughts, with the constant suspicion of some unpleasant encounter, the breath of a breeze than autumn, and between the repeated shocks of hardship car, which rudely awakened them who are just starting to velar the eye, did not seem true to all three to sit on a bench that was stopped in a room, whatever. Ate breakfast, as allowed by the lack of 'time, and means little in the proportion of' contingent needs of an uncertain future, and poor appetite. In all three occurred to the banquet, two days before, s'aspettavan to do, and everyone heaved a deep sigh. Renzo wanted to stop there, at least all day, seeing the women allotted, the first render their services, but the father had recommended to them to send him immediately on his way. Addussero them and then those orders, and a hundred other reasons that people chattering, that the separation would be delayed more painful, he could be quickly create new and to feel, so much so that he resolved to leave. It concertaron, as they could, on the way to meet again, as fast as possible. Lucia did not hide the tears, Renzo struggled to hold back her, and, holding tightly the hand of Agnes said a voice soffogata: - to review - and left.
women would have been well hanged, had it not been that good barocciaio, who had orders to guide them to the convent of 'cappuccino, and every other help they could give their need. S'avviaron therefore with him to the convent, who, as everyone knows, was just steps away from Monza. At the gate, the conductor pulled the bell, sent for the guardian, and he came immediately, and received the letter, on the threshold.
- Oh! Cristoforo! - He said, recognizing the character. The tone of voice and facial movements indicated clearly that he uttered the name of a great friend. We must, then say our good Christopher had in the letter, recommended women with a lot of heat, and referred their case with a lot of sense, because the guardian, was, from time to time, acts of surprise and indignation, and, raising his eyes from the paper, staring at them on women with some expression of pity and interest. Who had finished reading, he sat there thinking a little, then said - there's the lady: if the lady wants to take this commitment ... Agnes then
Pulled apart, the square in front of the convent, gave her some questions, to which it satisfied, and returned to Lucy, she told her two children - my ladies, I will try, and I hope to find shelter more than safety, more than honored, since that God is not catered for in v'abbia best way. Want to come with me? Women
mention so respectfully, and the monk went on: - well, I bring you straight to the monastery of the lady. But be clear of me a few steps, because the people delight to speak evil, and God knows how many fine talk you would if you saw the guardian for the road, with a beautiful young ... I mean with women.
So saying, he went on. Lucia blushed the barocciaio smiled, looking Agnes, which could not be held not to do the same, and all three moved, when the friar was launched, and they went back, ten paces distant. The women then asked to barocciaio, which had not dared the guardian, who was the lady.
- Mrs., - said he, - is a nun, but not the other as a nun. It is not that the abbess or the priorache rather, they say, is one of the youngest, but it is the rib of Adam, and his people of old were great, coming from Spain, where are those who command; and we call her the lady, who is to say a great lady, and the whole country calls it by that name, because they say that in that monastery have never had such a person, and his for now, over there in Milan , count a lot, and are those who are always right, and in Monza even more, because his father, though not there is, is the first in the country, so she can be up and down in the monastery, and even people outside the door a lot of respect, and when it takes a commitment, he also manages to tick, and therefore, if that good religious there, gets put in his hands, and that she v'accetti, I can tell you that you will be safe as the altar.
As he approached the door of the village, then bordered by an ancient ruined half fade, and a piece of Castellaccio, ruined, too, that maybe ten of 'my readers may recollect having seen still standing, the keeper stopped and turned around to see if others were, then came in and went to the monastery, where he arrived, he stopped again in the doorway, waiting for the small brigade. He prayed that the barocciaio, including a pair of hours, came back to him, to take the answer: this promise, and he resigned from the women, who caricaron of thanks, and commissions for his father Christopher. The guard ushered the mother and daughter in the first courtyard of the monastery, introduced the guest rooms of the bailiff, and only went to ask pardon. After some time, reappeared cheerfully, telling them that they were on with him, and it was now, because his daughter and the mother does not like to do more sapevan distrigarsi from interrogation of the farmer's pressing. Through a second court, gave some warning to women on how to bring the lady. - And other well-prepared for you, - he said - and you can do good as he wants. Be humble and respectful, answer truthfully to the questions that will appeal to you, and when you are not questioned, let me do -. They entered a lower room, from which was passed in the parlor: Before you put your foot, the keeper, pointing to the door, she whispered to the women - is here - as if to remind them of all those warnings. Lucia, who had never seen a monastery when he was in the parlor and looked around where the lady who was making his bow, and see nothing, Sancho person, as he was enchanted, and when, as Agnes and her father go to a corner , looked in that direction, and saw a window of a singular form, with two large and thick iron gratings, spaced an inch, and a nun standing behind those. His appearance, which could show twenty-five, was at first an impression of beauty, but beauty of a beaten, faded and, I might almost say, displaced. A black veil, suspended and stretched horizontally on the head, fell on both sides, a little way from her face, under the veil, a white linen bandage belt, up to half, compared with a different but no less of whiteness, a ' other bandage folds surrounding the face, chin and ended in a wimple, which lay a moment on his chest, to cover the neckline of a black robe. But the opposite is often wrinkled, as to a painful contraction, and then two eyebrows blacks are approximate, with a quick motion. Two eyes, blacks blacks too, were fixed at times in the face to people with an investigation superb, sometimes falling over in a hurry, as if looking for a hiding place, at times, a careful observer would have argued that asked affection, correspondence, compassion, at other times he would take us believed the revelation of an instant deep-seated hatred and compressed, something of a menacing and ferocious when immobile and fixed without attention, who would have imagined a listlessness proud, who would have suspected labor thought of a hidden soul of a family concern, and more strong on what the surrounding objects. Down her cheeks pale with a delicate and graceful outline, but altered and made missing from a slow exhaustion. The lips, though just a rosy hues of faded, too, stood out in that pallor: their movements were like those of the eyes, sudden, live, full of expression and mystery. The size of the well-educated person disappeared in the abandonment of the habit, or disfigured in some moves appeared abrupt, irregular, and too resolute for a woman, not for a nun. In the same dress here and there was something studied or neglected, which announced a nun singular life was tight with some care secolaresca, and the band came out upon a temple, a ciocchettina hair of blacks, something that proved or forgetfulness or contempt of the rule requiring courts to keep them, since they had been cut, in the solemn ceremony of the investment.
These things were not kind to the two women, were not exercised to distinguish nun a nun: the father and guardian, who could not see the lady for the first time, was already accustomed to, like many others, then something strange, which appeared in his person, as in his manner.
it was at that moment, as we have said, standing next to the grate with a hand resting languidly on that one, he entwined his fingers and the white 'votes, and stared at Lucy, who came forward hesitantly. - Reverend Mother, and illustrious lady, - Said the guard, head down, and with his hand to the chest - this is that poor young man, which made me hope for its effective protection, and this is the mother. The two were presented
grand'inchini: Mrs. motioned with their hands, that was enough, and he said, turning to his father - it's lucky for me to do a pleasure to 'our good friends the Capuchin Fathers. But, - he continued - tell me a bit 'more particularly the case with this young man to see better what we can do for you.
Lucia turned red and bowed her head.
- You must know, Reverend Mother ... - Agnes began, but the guardian of the trunk, at a glance, the words in his mouth and said: - This young man, illustrious lady, I is recommended, as I said, from my brother. It has had runs away from his country, to escape from 'grave danger, and need, for some time, in a nursery in which to live unknown, and where no one dares to come bother you, even if ...
- What dangers? - Interrupted the lady. - Pray, father, guardian, do not tell me the thing so riddle. You know that other nuns us, we love to hear stories per minute.
- There are dangers, - said the guard, - the ear of the Reverend Mother pure devon be just slightly mentioned ...
- Oh sure, - said the lady hastily, blushing a little. It was modesty? Who had a rapid expression of anger that accompanied that redness, could doubt, and even more so if compared with what he had from time to time, spreading her cheeks of Lucy.
- Suffice it to say, - replied the guard, - an arrogant knight ... not all of the great world are gifts of God to his glory, and ahead of next year, as your illustrious Lordship: an arrogant knight, after having persecuted some time with this creature unworthy flattery, seeing that they were unnecessary, had heart for haunt openly by force, so that the poor woman was reduced to flee from his home.
- Come near, that young man, - said the Lady Lucia, making them sign with his finger. - I know that the guardian is the mouth of truth, but nobody can be better informed you, in the matter. It's up to you to tell us if this gentleman was a hateful persecutor -. As to turning, Lucia obeyed immediately, but answer was another matter. One question on that matter, even if that had been made by a person like her, would not a little cheated: uttered by the lady, with an air of doubt and evil, each raised the courage to respond. - Lady ... mother ... Reverend ... - Faltered, and gave no sign of having more to say. Here Agnes, like the one after her, was certainly the best informed, is believed to be authorized to come to her aid. - Illustrious Madam, - he said - I can testify that to my daughter hated that gentleman as the devil the holy water I want to say, the devil had him, but forgive me if I speak bad, because we are the good people. The fact is that this poor girl was a promise of our young, devout, and well under way, and if the curate had been a little 'more than a man that I am up ... I know that I speak of a religious, but her father Christopher, guardian of the friend here is the religious seem to him, and that's a man full of charity and, if he were here, could testify ...
- You are well prepared to speak without being questioned, - interrupted the lady, by an act haughty and irascible, that made her seem almost ugly. - Shut up you: I already know that the relatives have always an answer to give on behalf of 'their children! Agnes
mortified Lucia gave a look that seemed to say, see what I have to, to be hanged as you. The attendant raised the young man, giving her the eye and shaking his head, that it was time to stretch, and do not let dry in the poor mother.
- reverend sir, - said Lucy - what my mother told her the truth. The young man was talking to me, - and I became very red, - I took it to my will. Excuse me if I speak as a shameless, but it does not allow for thinking ill of my mother. And as for the gentleman (God forgive him!) I would rather die than fall into his hands. And if she does this charity to prevent them, since we are reduced to make this face to ask shelter, and inconvenience to the good people, but has done the will of God is satisfied, madam, that no one will pray for her more than heart that we poor women.
- To you I believe, - said the lady with a softened voice. - But I feel pleasure to be alone. Not that I need more clarification, or for other reasons, to serve the guardian's care, - immediately added, turning to him, with studied politeness. - Actually, - he continued - I've already thought, and here's what I think I can do better, for now. The farmer's the monastery has married, have a few days, his last daughter. These women may occupy the room allowed to remain free from it, and make up for this' few services she did. Really ... - And I nodded to the guard is as close to the grate, and went quietly - really, given the scarcity of the year, it was thought not to replace anyone that young, but I'll talk to the mother superior, and my word .. . and for care of a guardian ... In addition do the thing done.
The warden began to thank, but the lady interrupted him: - not occorron ceremonies, too, in one case, a need, I could make capital assistance fathers' cappuccinos. In the end, - he continued, with a smile, in which shone a something of irony and bitterness, - in the end, is not we brothers and sisters?
So saying, he called a conversation (two of these were, for a singular distinction, awarded to his private bathroom), and warned of what he ordered the abbess, and then take the appropriate concerts, with the farmer's and Agnes. He dismissed this, accommo the guardian, and thought Lucia. The guard went with Agnes at the door, giving new instructions, and went off to write the letter to brief his friend Christopher. "Great little brain that this lady is!" he thought to himself, by the way: "curious indeed! But who knows how to take in his stride, makes do what he wants. My Christopher s'aspetterà certainly not the I have served so quickly and well. Good man! there is no remedy: you must always take some commitment, but he does well. Good for him this time, he found a friend who, without much noise, not much apparatus, without a lot of business, led aflare a good port, in the twinkling of an eye. Christopher will be happy that good, and s'accorgerà that even we here, we're good at something. "
The lady, who, in the presence of a skilled cappuccino, had studied the documents and words, then left alone with a inexperienced young peasant, no longer thought to contain himself much, and his speech became gradually so strange that, instead of relating them, we crediam more opportunity to tell a brief history prior to this unfortunate, that is just enough to suffice to give an account of the unusual and mysterious that we have seen in her, and to understand the reasons for his conduct in what happened next.
it was the youngest daughter of Prince ***, great gentleman of Milan, who could be counted among the most abundant ddla city. But the high opinion he had of his title made him seem his wealth just enough, even poor, to support the dignity, and all his thought was to keep them, at least they were, united in perpetuity, as it depended on him. How many children had the history not say so explicitly, is only implied that he intended to cloister all cadets of both sexes, and to leave intact the substance of the firstborn, is intended to preserve the family, to procreate ie de 'sons, to torment torment in the same way. Our unhappy was still hidden in the belly of the mother, that her condition was already irrevocably established. The only thing left to be decided whether it would be a Monaco or a nun, which was needed for the decision, not his consent, but his presence. When it came to light, the prince's father, wanting to give it a name that immediately awaken the idea of \u200b\u200bthe cloister, which was led by a saint of high birth, he called Gertrude. Dolls dressed as monks were the first toys that you gave in your hand, then that rappresentavan holy nuns, and these 'gifts were always accompanied with great recommendations to keep them well on behalf of, as something precious, and so with that question: - beautiful eh? - When the prince or the princess or the prince, who alone of 'male was reared at home, they wanted to praise the appearance of prosperous little girl, who seemed not trovasser Express yourself how well their idea of, if not with the words: - that Mother Superior! - But no one ever told her directly: you must get a nun. The idea was implied, and incidentally touched in any discourse concerning his future destiny. If you have ever spent a few Gertrudina the act a bit 'arrogant and imperious, that his nature to take her very easily - you're a young girl - is the saying - you do not agree to these ways: when you're mother abbess, then pushed around, do high and low -. At other times the prince, take it cert'altre too free and familiar ways in which she spent with equal ease - hey! hey! - Told her - that's not the make of your a par, if you want some day you will bring the respect that you will have to, learn from now on to star above you: remember that you must be, in any thing, the first of the monastery because the blood goes where you go for everything.
All words printed in the brains of this kind of the idea that her little girl already had to be a nun, but those that Came from the mouth of his father, were making more effect than all the others together. The behavior of the prince was usually that of a stern master, but when it came to the future state of 'his children from his face and his every word transpired stillness of resolution, a shadowy jealousy of command, which imparted the feeling of a fatal necessity.
In six years, she was placed, for education and even more for routing to the call set them in the monastery where we saw: and the choice of venue was not without design. The good conductor of the two women said the father ddla lady was the first in Monza, and this jumble qualsisi testimony with a few other indications that the anonymous inadvertently blurts out here and there, we could also say that it was the lord of that country. However, we enjoyed a great authority, and he thought that there, more than anywhere else, his daughter would be treated with those distinctions and subtleties with those who choose to entice more Had that monastery for his perpetual abode. Nor was mistaken: the abbess and some other nuns fixer, who had, as they say, the ladle in his hand, overjoyed at being offered a pledge of security so useful in every instance, so glorious at all times, the accettaron proposal, with expressions of gratitude, not exaggerated, as were strong, and fully corresponded to the intention that the prince had left to shine on the stable placement of the daughter: the intentions were going so well with them. Gertrude, just entered the monastery, was named Miss par excellence; distinct place at the table in the dormitory, another proposal for his conduct exemplary goodies and endless caresses, and seasoned with the familiar a little 'friendly, so that Luring the children, when those who are in vedon treat other children with a normal attitude of superiority. Not that all the nuns were conspirators to bring the poor into the snare; there n'eran many of the simple and distant from each plot, to which the thought of sacrificing a daughter interested in sights would shudder, but they all open to their particular occupations, the non s'accorgevan good of all these 'stables, partly because there were not distinguished in a bad part s'astenevano from you on examination, Part were silent, not to make unnecessary scandals. Someone also, remembering that she had been, with similar arts, led to what had then repented, felt pity for the innocents, and vents with caresses her tender and melancholy, but this was far from suspecting that there was in mystery, and the matter went. Perhaps it would be walking like this until the end, when Gertrude had been the only girl in that monastery. But among her fellow education, There were some who could be diverted to the marriage. Gertrudina, nourished on the ideas of his superiority, he spoke beautifully de 'future fate of its abbess, Princess of the monastery, wanted to be for any other account a subject of envy, and looked with astonishment and disdain that some of those I did not feel the point. Majestic image, but limited and cold, which can be given primacy in a monastery, they contrapponevan the abstract and shiny, wedding, dinners, conversations, of feasts, as they said then, holidays, clothing, carriages. These images they caused in the brain of Gertrude that movement, that swarm that would generate a great basket of freshly picked flowers, placed in front of a hive. The parents and teachers they had grown and grown in her vanity natural to please her cloister, but when that passion was stirred by ideas the more homogeneous it, sat himself down, with an ardor far more lively and spontaneous . In order not to remain below those of her companions, and to patronize the same time his new genius, he replied that at the fin de 'accounts, no one could put the veil on the head without his consent, that she could marry, live in a palace, enjoy the world, and best of all of them, it could, but that he wanted to, that would have him, who wanted him, and wanted him in action. The idea of \u200b\u200bthe need for his consent, an idea that until that time, as had been unnoticed and huddled in a corner of his mind, then developed, and manifested itself, with all its importance. She called for help at any time, to enjoy the images of a more easily be appreciated. Behind this idea however, it appeared always unfailingly another: that is the consensus was to deny it to the prince her father, who kept him already, or to keep it for showing up, and, to this idea, the soul of her daughter was well away from the security that showed off his words. It is then compared with its companions, who were far more secure, and they sorely felt for envy, at first, he thought to their experience. Envy, hate: hatred s'esalava sometimes in spite, in isgarbatezze, in sharp sayings and sometimes the inclination and the uniformity of the sopiva hopes, and gave birth un'intrinsichezza apparent and transient. Sometimes, wishing well in the meantime enjoy something real and present, was pleased that the preferences were granted, and another that made her feel his superiority, at times, unable to endure the loneliness of 'fears and de' desires , went, all good, looking for those, as if to implore kindness, counsel, courage. Among these deplorable skirmishes with them and with others, had crossed the childhood, and he advanced in age so critical, in which almost seems that the soul enters a mysterious power that arise, adorned, invigorates all the angles, all the ideas, and sometimes the turns, or turns to an unexpected course. What Gertrude had hitherto cherished most distinctly in those 'dreams of the future, was the splendor and outside of the pump: a something of a soft and affectionate, that at first there was widespread mist lightly as he began then to explain and to excel in her fantasies. He had done in the innermost part of the mind as a beautiful retreat: there are refugees from the objects, including some characters oddly welcomed compounds of confused memories of childhood, of what little he could see the outside world, of what he had learned from the remarks of her companions, was staying with them, talked to them, and they replied on their behalf; there gave orders, and received gifts of all kinds. From time to time, the thoughts of religion were to disturb those festivals bright and tiring. But religion, as they had taught to our poor, and how it had received, not banning the pride, even the sanctified and proposed as a means to earthly happiness. Depriving it of its essence, it was not religion but a shadow as the other. The intervals in which these larvae took first place in the imagination of grandeggia and Gertrude, the unhappy, overwhelmed by terrors confused, and understood by a confused idea of \u200b\u200bduty, he imagined that his repugnance to the cloister, and the lodging resistance of 'its largest, in choosing a state, were at fault, and promised to atone for his heart , closing voluntarily in the cloister.
law was that a young nun could not be accepted, before being examined by a priest, called the vicar of the nuns, or some other member of this, so be sure there was of his own free choice, and this examination could not take place, if not a year after she had exhibited in his desire that the vicar, with a plea in writing. Those nuns who had taken the sad task of making that Gertrude s'obbligasse forever, with the least possible knowledge of what he was doing, took advantage of a 'moments that we have said, to let them write and sign such a petition. And in order to induce her more easily to this, not mancaron to say and repeat, that finally it was a mere formality, which (and this was true) could not be effective unless other acts back, under its will. Even so, the petition was not perhaps reached its destiny, which Gertrude had already repented of having signed it. Then he repented of having repented, thus passing the days and months in a never-ending story of feelings against. He held a long time hiding her companions that step now for fear of exposing a good resolution to the contradictions, now ashamed to reveal a blunder. Finally won the desire to vent his soul, and beg of counsel and courage. There was another law, that a young man was not admitted to that examination of vocation, until you have lived at least a month out of the monastery where he had been in education. It was already the last year that the petition had been sent, and Gertrude was told that soon would be raised from the monastery, and conducted in the family home, to stay that month, and make all necessary steps to carrying out the work that had in fact begun. The Prince and the rest of the family kept everything for granted, as if it had already happened, but the young man had anything in head instead to the other steps in the manner he thought of pulling back the first. In these straits, he resolved to open up for one of his companions, the more honest, and always ready to give advice resolute. This suggested that Gertrude of information with a letter from the father of his new resolution, because the spirit was not enough to blurt out on a good face: I do not want. And because the free advice, in this world, are very rare, the adviser said Gertrude to pay this, with so many pranks on his worthlessness. The letter was coordinated between four or five confidants, written in secret and without artifice ricapitare because of many studies. Gertrude was with grand'ansietà , waiting for a response that never came. If not, a few days later, the abbess, made him in his cell, with a countenance of mystery, of disgust and pity, gave her a dark sign of a great anger of the prince, and of a foul she must have committed, but place them understand that, moving well, he could hope that all would be forgotten. The girl understood, and dared not question more in there.
was finally dreaded and longed for the day. Although Gertrude knew he was going to a fight, even go out of the monastery, let the walls in which it had been locked ott'anni, the running coach for the open countryside, see again the city, the house, were filled with feelings of a tumultuous joy. In As to fighting, the poor, under the direction of those infiltrators, had already taken his measures, and did, com'ora one might say, his plan. "Oh I want to force", he thought, "and I'll be tough, I will be humble, respectful, do not agree: this is not to say that no one else can, and will not tell. That got me with the good, and I will most of them good, cry, pray, will move them to compassion, but finally I do not pretend not to be sacrificed. " But, as is often of such foresight, did not take place neither one thing nor the other. The days passed without the father nor the other spoke of the petition, or the withdrawal, without the proposal was made none, nor caresses, nor threats. The relatives were serious, sad, surly with her, never name a why. You could see that the only concern as a reaction, as an unworthy, a mysterious curse that seemed to weigh upon her, and segregation from the family, leaving only the units needed to make them feel its suggezione. Rarely, and only under certain specified times, was admitted to the company of 'relatives and the eldest son. Between the three of them seemed to reign a great confidence, which made it more sensitive and more painful when it was left abandoned Gertrude. No one addressed the speech, and when she timidly ventured a few words, that it was not necessary for what, or attacked, or was paid with a glance of, or contempt, or severe. What if you could no longer suffer such a bitter and humiliating distinction, he insisted, and tried to familiarize themselves, and if begging a bit 'of love, she was immediately touched, indirectly but clearly, the key of the choice of the state, the one was felt that there was a covert means of regaining the affection of the family. Then Gertrude, who would not have wanted in that state, was forced to back off, to reject almost the first signs of goodwill that had long dreamed about getting away from himself to his post as excommunicated, and what's more, you remained with a certain appearance of wrong. These feelings of items
These were a painful contrast with those delightful visions of which Gertrude had already so busy, and they cared not, however, in the privacy of his mind. He had hoped that, in the beautiful and visited his father's house, he could enjoy at least some of the things you imagine real test, but found himself totally deceived. The enclosure was narrow and entire, as in the monastery to go for a walk you do not even talk, and a choir that, from the house, looked in a church adjoining, also remove the unique needs that we would go out. The company was sadder, poorer, less varied than in the monastery. With each announcement of a visit, she had to climb on the top floor, closing with some old maids: and also dined there, when there was invitation. The servants s'uniformavano in manners and 'speeches, and the example of the intention' masters and Gertrude, who, by his inclination, he wanted to treat them with a familiar stately, and the state in which it was , had a grace that they did some demonstration of affection, like their peers, and declined even to beg, then left humiliated and increasingly distressed to find himself with a manifest disregard, although accompanied by a slight allegiance to formalities . He had to realize that a page, quite different from those, wore them a respect and compassion he felt for her in a particular genre. The behavior of this boy was that Gertrude had hitherto seen as similar to that order of things as contemplated in his imagination, the attitude of those creatures ideals. Gradually it was discovered a something new in the ways of the young girl: a calm and anxiety than the usual one do who has found something that the press who would like to look at every moment, and not let it see the others. The eyes on him they were kept more than ever: that is that it is, one morning, she was surprised by one of the waiter, as he was bowing to escape a card, on which he had better not enroll nothing. After a short pull rolls, the paper remained in the hands of waitress, and they passed those of the prince.
The Ghost of Gertrude, the rumor of 'walking him, you can not describe or imagine it was that father was angry and she felt guilty. But when she saw him appear with that frown, with that card in his hand, he wanted to be a hundred fathoms below the ground, not in a cloister. The items were not taken many, but terrible the punishment was not immediately notice that of being locked in that room, under the guard of the woman who had made the discovery, but this was only a beginning, a fallback of the moment, we promised, it lets you see the air, another obscure punishment, indeterminate, and therefore more frightening.
The page was immediately evicted, as was natural, and it was also threatened him something terrible, if, at any time, dared to breathe nothing of the future. In this notice him, the prince sat solemnly two slaps, to bind to a memory that adventure, the boy who took away any temptation to brag about. An excuse whatever for coonestare the license given to a page, it was not hard to come by, as his daughter, he said he was uncomfortable.
it remained so with anxiety, with shame, remorse, the terror of the future, and the only company of that woman hated by her, as the witness of his guilt, and the cause of his misfortune. She hated each other then Gertrude, for which he was reduced, not knowing for how long, boring life of the jailer, and became forever keeper of a dangerous secret. The first
confused tumult of those 'feelings gradually acquiesce, but then returning them one by one soul, we extended himself, and stopped to haunt him more clearly and leisurely. What that punishment could never be threatened in the riddle? Many and varied and strange he looked out the inexperienced and ardent fantasy of Gertrude. The one that seemed most likely, was to be brought back to the monastery of Monza, to reappear, not as a Miss, but in the form of guilty, and stay there locked up, who knows until when! Who knows what treatments! What such an imagination, full of pain, was perhaps more painful for her, was the apprehension of shame. The phrases, words, commas in that wretched paper, passed back and forth in his memory: the pictures look, weighed by a reader so unexpected, so different from what they were intended, he imagined that they could also fall under the eyes mother or brother, or of those who know others, and the paragon of this, all the rest it seemed almost nothing. The image of the man who had been the original source of all the scandal, did not suggest to come to haunt the poor too often locked away: and you think that was strange appearance to the ghost, including those other than him so, serious , cold, menacing. But, precisely because he could not separate from them, nor return a moment to those fugitive pleased, without just did not overlook the pain that these were the result, began to gradually return to most often, a Push back remembrance, to wean. Or longer, or more willingly, he stopped in those happy, shiny fantasies at once: they were too opposed to the actual circumstances, in all probability the future. The only castle in which Gertrude could imagine a peaceful retreat and honorable, and that it was in the air, was the monastery, when you go in to solve for time. Such a resolution (he could not doubt it) would have settled everything, all welded debt, and changed in a moment his situation. Against this regard arose, it is true, the thoughts of his whole life, but the times had changed, and, where Gertrude had fallen into the abyss, and the comparison of what might have been expected at certain times, the condition of the celebrated nun , treat, obeyed, she felt a sweet. Two very different kind of feelings contribuivan well at intervals to wane as his old aversion: at times the remorse of the phallus, and a great tenderness of devotion, pride sometimes bitter and angry by the manner of the jailer, who (often, to tell the real, caused by her) she takes it, now making them afraid of the threatened punishment, shame them hours of the phallus. When then would appear benign, took a tone of protection, even more odious of the insult. In these several occasions, the desire to go out dall'unghie Gertrude heard of her, and to appear in a state in excess of his wrath and his mercy, the yearning became so habitual alive and sharp, to be amiable every opinion which could lead to satisfied.
At the end of four or five long days of captivity, one morning, she invelenita grouted and excess, for one of those 'despite his guardian, was hunting in a corner of the room, and there, with his face hidden hands, and stood some time to devour his anger. He heard then a bully need to see other faces, to hear other words, of being treated differently. He thought of his father, the family thought he retreated scared. But it occurred to her that it depended on her to find their friends, and felt a sudden joy. Behind this, a great confusion and repentance of his foul, and an equal desire to expiate it. Not that his will stop at that resolution, but there was never entered with great ardor. He got up there, went to a coffee table, fatal shooting that pen, and wrote his father a letter full of enthusiasm and depression, of distress and hope, begging forgiveness, and showing an unspecified ready to everything could appeal to those who had to tune it.
Our author does not describe that trip at night, silent as the country where Christopher had addressed between the two women, and indeed protest expressly not mean. The progress of history it is stated that the reason for this reticence. The Adventures of Lucy at that residence, are enmeshed in a maze of dark person belonging to a family, as it seems, very powerful, at the time that the author wrote. To give an account of the strange conduct of that person, in this particular case, he then also had to tell briefly earlier in life, and the family there is one figure who will want to read it. But what the caution of the poor man wanted to exclude us, our coaches have made it to find elsewhere. A historic Milanese (Joseph Ripamonti, Historiae Patriae, Decadis V, Lib. VI, Chapter III, p.. 358 et seq.) That has had to make mention of that same person, does not name, it is true, neither she nor the country, but said that it was a suburb of this ancient and noble, that the city did not lack anything but as it says elsewhere, that passes the Lambro and elsewhere, that there is a priest. From the feedback of these data we infer that it was certainly Monza. In the vast treasure of induction erudite there may well be the finest, but the safest, I would not believe. We also speculate on very well founded, say the name of the family, but, although it is extinguished for some time, we seem better left in the pen, not to put ourselves at risk of not doing an injustice to the dead, and leave the subject of some products research. Our travelers
arrivaron so at Monza, shortly after sunrise: the tenant entered into a tavern, and there, as a handy place, and an acquaintance of the owner, he assigned a room, and I accompanied him. Among the acknowledgments, Renzo also tried to get him some money, but that, like the boatman, he aims to reward another, more distant, but more abundant: he withdrew his hands, too, and, like fleeing, ran to govern his beast.
After an evening such as we have described, and one night, everyone can imagine it, passed in the company of these 'thoughts, with the constant suspicion of some unpleasant encounter, the breath of a breeze than autumn, and between the repeated shocks of hardship car, which rudely awakened them who are just starting to velar the eye, did not seem true to all three to sit on a bench that was stopped in a room, whatever. Ate breakfast, as allowed by the lack of 'time, and means little in the proportion of' contingent needs of an uncertain future, and poor appetite. In all three occurred to the banquet, two days before, s'aspettavan to do, and everyone heaved a deep sigh. Renzo wanted to stop there, at least all day, seeing the women allotted, the first render their services, but the father had recommended to them to send him immediately on his way. Addussero them and then those orders, and a hundred other reasons that people chattering, that the separation would be delayed more painful, he could be quickly create new and to feel, so much so that he resolved to leave. It concertaron, as they could, on the way to meet again, as fast as possible. Lucia did not hide the tears, Renzo struggled to hold back her, and, holding tightly the hand of Agnes said a voice soffogata: - to review - and left.
women would have been well hanged, had it not been that good barocciaio, who had orders to guide them to the convent of 'cappuccino, and every other help they could give their need. S'avviaron therefore with him to the convent, who, as everyone knows, was just steps away from Monza. At the gate, the conductor pulled the bell, sent for the guardian, and he came immediately, and received the letter, on the threshold.
- Oh! Cristoforo! - He said, recognizing the character. The tone of voice and facial movements indicated clearly that he uttered the name of a great friend. We must, then say our good Christopher had in the letter, recommended women with a lot of heat, and referred their case with a lot of sense, because the guardian, was, from time to time, acts of surprise and indignation, and, raising his eyes from the paper, staring at them on women with some expression of pity and interest. Who had finished reading, he sat there thinking a little, then said - there's the lady: if the lady wants to take this commitment ... Agnes then
Pulled apart, the square in front of the convent, gave her some questions, to which it satisfied, and returned to Lucy, she told her two children - my ladies, I will try, and I hope to find shelter more than safety, more than honored, since that God is not catered for in v'abbia best way. Want to come with me? Women
mention so respectfully, and the monk went on: - well, I bring you straight to the monastery of the lady. But be clear of me a few steps, because the people delight to speak evil, and God knows how many fine talk you would if you saw the guardian for the road, with a beautiful young ... I mean with women.
So saying, he went on. Lucia blushed the barocciaio smiled, looking Agnes, which could not be held not to do the same, and all three moved, when the friar was launched, and they went back, ten paces distant. The women then asked to barocciaio, which had not dared the guardian, who was the lady.
- Mrs., - said he, - is a nun, but not the other as a nun. It is not that the abbess or the priorache rather, they say, is one of the youngest, but it is the rib of Adam, and his people of old were great, coming from Spain, where are those who command; and we call her the lady, who is to say a great lady, and the whole country calls it by that name, because they say that in that monastery have never had such a person, and his for now, over there in Milan , count a lot, and are those who are always right, and in Monza even more, because his father, though not there is, is the first in the country, so she can be up and down in the monastery, and even people outside the door a lot of respect, and when it takes a commitment, he also manages to tick, and therefore, if that good religious there, gets put in his hands, and that she v'accetti, I can tell you that you will be safe as the altar.
As he approached the door of the village, then bordered by an ancient ruined half fade, and a piece of Castellaccio, ruined, too, that maybe ten of 'my readers may recollect having seen still standing, the keeper stopped and turned around to see if others were, then came in and went to the monastery, where he arrived, he stopped again in the doorway, waiting for the small brigade. He prayed that the barocciaio, including a pair of hours, came back to him, to take the answer: this promise, and he resigned from the women, who caricaron of thanks, and commissions for his father Christopher. The guard ushered the mother and daughter in the first courtyard of the monastery, introduced the guest rooms of the bailiff, and only went to ask pardon. After some time, reappeared cheerfully, telling them that they were on with him, and it was now, because his daughter and the mother does not like to do more sapevan distrigarsi from interrogation of the farmer's pressing. Through a second court, gave some warning to women on how to bring the lady. - And other well-prepared for you, - he said - and you can do good as he wants. Be humble and respectful, answer truthfully to the questions that will appeal to you, and when you are not questioned, let me do -. They entered a lower room, from which was passed in the parlor: Before you put your foot, the keeper, pointing to the door, she whispered to the women - is here - as if to remind them of all those warnings. Lucia, who had never seen a monastery when he was in the parlor and looked around where the lady who was making his bow, and see nothing, Sancho person, as he was enchanted, and when, as Agnes and her father go to a corner , looked in that direction, and saw a window of a singular form, with two large and thick iron gratings, spaced an inch, and a nun standing behind those. His appearance, which could show twenty-five, was at first an impression of beauty, but beauty of a beaten, faded and, I might almost say, displaced. A black veil, suspended and stretched horizontally on the head, fell on both sides, a little way from her face, under the veil, a white linen bandage belt, up to half, compared with a different but no less of whiteness, a ' other bandage folds surrounding the face, chin and ended in a wimple, which lay a moment on his chest, to cover the neckline of a black robe. But the opposite is often wrinkled, as to a painful contraction, and then two eyebrows blacks are approximate, with a quick motion. Two eyes, blacks blacks too, were fixed at times in the face to people with an investigation superb, sometimes falling over in a hurry, as if looking for a hiding place, at times, a careful observer would have argued that asked affection, correspondence, compassion, at other times he would take us believed the revelation of an instant deep-seated hatred and compressed, something of a menacing and ferocious when immobile and fixed without attention, who would have imagined a listlessness proud, who would have suspected labor thought of a hidden soul of a family concern, and more strong on what the surrounding objects. Down her cheeks pale with a delicate and graceful outline, but altered and made missing from a slow exhaustion. The lips, though just a rosy hues of faded, too, stood out in that pallor: their movements were like those of the eyes, sudden, live, full of expression and mystery. The size of the well-educated person disappeared in the abandonment of the habit, or disfigured in some moves appeared abrupt, irregular, and too resolute for a woman, not for a nun. In the same dress here and there was something studied or neglected, which announced a nun singular life was tight with some care secolaresca, and the band came out upon a temple, a ciocchettina hair of blacks, something that proved or forgetfulness or contempt of the rule requiring courts to keep them, since they had been cut, in the solemn ceremony of the investment.
These things were not kind to the two women, were not exercised to distinguish nun a nun: the father and guardian, who could not see the lady for the first time, was already accustomed to, like many others, then something strange, which appeared in his person, as in his manner.
it was at that moment, as we have said, standing next to the grate with a hand resting languidly on that one, he entwined his fingers and the white 'votes, and stared at Lucy, who came forward hesitantly. - Reverend Mother, and illustrious lady, - Said the guard, head down, and with his hand to the chest - this is that poor young man, which made me hope for its effective protection, and this is the mother. The two were presented
grand'inchini: Mrs. motioned with their hands, that was enough, and he said, turning to his father - it's lucky for me to do a pleasure to 'our good friends the Capuchin Fathers. But, - he continued - tell me a bit 'more particularly the case with this young man to see better what we can do for you.
Lucia turned red and bowed her head.
- You must know, Reverend Mother ... - Agnes began, but the guardian of the trunk, at a glance, the words in his mouth and said: - This young man, illustrious lady, I is recommended, as I said, from my brother. It has had runs away from his country, to escape from 'grave danger, and need, for some time, in a nursery in which to live unknown, and where no one dares to come bother you, even if ...
- What dangers? - Interrupted the lady. - Pray, father, guardian, do not tell me the thing so riddle. You know that other nuns us, we love to hear stories per minute.
- There are dangers, - said the guard, - the ear of the Reverend Mother pure devon be just slightly mentioned ...
- Oh sure, - said the lady hastily, blushing a little. It was modesty? Who had a rapid expression of anger that accompanied that redness, could doubt, and even more so if compared with what he had from time to time, spreading her cheeks of Lucy.
- Suffice it to say, - replied the guard, - an arrogant knight ... not all of the great world are gifts of God to his glory, and ahead of next year, as your illustrious Lordship: an arrogant knight, after having persecuted some time with this creature unworthy flattery, seeing that they were unnecessary, had heart for haunt openly by force, so that the poor woman was reduced to flee from his home.
- Come near, that young man, - said the Lady Lucia, making them sign with his finger. - I know that the guardian is the mouth of truth, but nobody can be better informed you, in the matter. It's up to you to tell us if this gentleman was a hateful persecutor -. As to turning, Lucia obeyed immediately, but answer was another matter. One question on that matter, even if that had been made by a person like her, would not a little cheated: uttered by the lady, with an air of doubt and evil, each raised the courage to respond. - Lady ... mother ... Reverend ... - Faltered, and gave no sign of having more to say. Here Agnes, like the one after her, was certainly the best informed, is believed to be authorized to come to her aid. - Illustrious Madam, - he said - I can testify that to my daughter hated that gentleman as the devil the holy water I want to say, the devil had him, but forgive me if I speak bad, because we are the good people. The fact is that this poor girl was a promise of our young, devout, and well under way, and if the curate had been a little 'more than a man that I am up ... I know that I speak of a religious, but her father Christopher, guardian of the friend here is the religious seem to him, and that's a man full of charity and, if he were here, could testify ...
- You are well prepared to speak without being questioned, - interrupted the lady, by an act haughty and irascible, that made her seem almost ugly. - Shut up you: I already know that the relatives have always an answer to give on behalf of 'their children! Agnes
mortified Lucia gave a look that seemed to say, see what I have to, to be hanged as you. The attendant raised the young man, giving her the eye and shaking his head, that it was time to stretch, and do not let dry in the poor mother.
- reverend sir, - said Lucy - what my mother told her the truth. The young man was talking to me, - and I became very red, - I took it to my will. Excuse me if I speak as a shameless, but it does not allow for thinking ill of my mother. And as for the gentleman (God forgive him!) I would rather die than fall into his hands. And if she does this charity to prevent them, since we are reduced to make this face to ask shelter, and inconvenience to the good people, but has done the will of God is satisfied, madam, that no one will pray for her more than heart that we poor women.
- To you I believe, - said the lady with a softened voice. - But I feel pleasure to be alone. Not that I need more clarification, or for other reasons, to serve the guardian's care, - immediately added, turning to him, with studied politeness. - Actually, - he continued - I've already thought, and here's what I think I can do better, for now. The farmer's the monastery has married, have a few days, his last daughter. These women may occupy the room allowed to remain free from it, and make up for this' few services she did. Really ... - And I nodded to the guard is as close to the grate, and went quietly - really, given the scarcity of the year, it was thought not to replace anyone that young, but I'll talk to the mother superior, and my word .. . and for care of a guardian ... In addition do the thing done.
The warden began to thank, but the lady interrupted him: - not occorron ceremonies, too, in one case, a need, I could make capital assistance fathers' cappuccinos. In the end, - he continued, with a smile, in which shone a something of irony and bitterness, - in the end, is not we brothers and sisters?
So saying, he called a conversation (two of these were, for a singular distinction, awarded to his private bathroom), and warned of what he ordered the abbess, and then take the appropriate concerts, with the farmer's and Agnes. He dismissed this, accommo the guardian, and thought Lucia. The guard went with Agnes at the door, giving new instructions, and went off to write the letter to brief his friend Christopher. "Great little brain that this lady is!" he thought to himself, by the way: "curious indeed! But who knows how to take in his stride, makes do what he wants. My Christopher s'aspetterà certainly not the I have served so quickly and well. Good man! there is no remedy: you must always take some commitment, but he does well. Good for him this time, he found a friend who, without much noise, not much apparatus, without a lot of business, led aflare a good port, in the twinkling of an eye. Christopher will be happy that good, and s'accorgerà that even we here, we're good at something. "
The lady, who, in the presence of a skilled cappuccino, had studied the documents and words, then left alone with a inexperienced young peasant, no longer thought to contain himself much, and his speech became gradually so strange that, instead of relating them, we crediam more opportunity to tell a brief history prior to this unfortunate, that is just enough to suffice to give an account of the unusual and mysterious that we have seen in her, and to understand the reasons for his conduct in what happened next.
it was the youngest daughter of Prince ***, great gentleman of Milan, who could be counted among the most abundant ddla city. But the high opinion he had of his title made him seem his wealth just enough, even poor, to support the dignity, and all his thought was to keep them, at least they were, united in perpetuity, as it depended on him. How many children had the history not say so explicitly, is only implied that he intended to cloister all cadets of both sexes, and to leave intact the substance of the firstborn, is intended to preserve the family, to procreate ie de 'sons, to torment torment in the same way. Our unhappy was still hidden in the belly of the mother, that her condition was already irrevocably established. The only thing left to be decided whether it would be a Monaco or a nun, which was needed for the decision, not his consent, but his presence. When it came to light, the prince's father, wanting to give it a name that immediately awaken the idea of \u200b\u200bthe cloister, which was led by a saint of high birth, he called Gertrude. Dolls dressed as monks were the first toys that you gave in your hand, then that rappresentavan holy nuns, and these 'gifts were always accompanied with great recommendations to keep them well on behalf of, as something precious, and so with that question: - beautiful eh? - When the prince or the princess or the prince, who alone of 'male was reared at home, they wanted to praise the appearance of prosperous little girl, who seemed not trovasser Express yourself how well their idea of, if not with the words: - that Mother Superior! - But no one ever told her directly: you must get a nun. The idea was implied, and incidentally touched in any discourse concerning his future destiny. If you have ever spent a few Gertrudina the act a bit 'arrogant and imperious, that his nature to take her very easily - you're a young girl - is the saying - you do not agree to these ways: when you're mother abbess, then pushed around, do high and low -. At other times the prince, take it cert'altre too free and familiar ways in which she spent with equal ease - hey! hey! - Told her - that's not the make of your a par, if you want some day you will bring the respect that you will have to, learn from now on to star above you: remember that you must be, in any thing, the first of the monastery because the blood goes where you go for everything.
All words printed in the brains of this kind of the idea that her little girl already had to be a nun, but those that Came from the mouth of his father, were making more effect than all the others together. The behavior of the prince was usually that of a stern master, but when it came to the future state of 'his children from his face and his every word transpired stillness of resolution, a shadowy jealousy of command, which imparted the feeling of a fatal necessity.
In six years, she was placed, for education and even more for routing to the call set them in the monastery where we saw: and the choice of venue was not without design. The good conductor of the two women said the father ddla lady was the first in Monza, and this jumble qualsisi testimony with a few other indications that the anonymous inadvertently blurts out here and there, we could also say that it was the lord of that country. However, we enjoyed a great authority, and he thought that there, more than anywhere else, his daughter would be treated with those distinctions and subtleties with those who choose to entice more Had that monastery for his perpetual abode. Nor was mistaken: the abbess and some other nuns fixer, who had, as they say, the ladle in his hand, overjoyed at being offered a pledge of security so useful in every instance, so glorious at all times, the accettaron proposal, with expressions of gratitude, not exaggerated, as were strong, and fully corresponded to the intention that the prince had left to shine on the stable placement of the daughter: the intentions were going so well with them. Gertrude, just entered the monastery, was named Miss par excellence; distinct place at the table in the dormitory, another proposal for his conduct exemplary goodies and endless caresses, and seasoned with the familiar a little 'friendly, so that Luring the children, when those who are in vedon treat other children with a normal attitude of superiority. Not that all the nuns were conspirators to bring the poor into the snare; there n'eran many of the simple and distant from each plot, to which the thought of sacrificing a daughter interested in sights would shudder, but they all open to their particular occupations, the non s'accorgevan good of all these 'stables, partly because there were not distinguished in a bad part s'astenevano from you on examination, Part were silent, not to make unnecessary scandals. Someone also, remembering that she had been, with similar arts, led to what had then repented, felt pity for the innocents, and vents with caresses her tender and melancholy, but this was far from suspecting that there was in mystery, and the matter went. Perhaps it would be walking like this until the end, when Gertrude had been the only girl in that monastery. But among her fellow education, There were some who could be diverted to the marriage. Gertrudina, nourished on the ideas of his superiority, he spoke beautifully de 'future fate of its abbess, Princess of the monastery, wanted to be for any other account a subject of envy, and looked with astonishment and disdain that some of those I did not feel the point. Majestic image, but limited and cold, which can be given primacy in a monastery, they contrapponevan the abstract and shiny, wedding, dinners, conversations, of feasts, as they said then, holidays, clothing, carriages. These images they caused in the brain of Gertrude that movement, that swarm that would generate a great basket of freshly picked flowers, placed in front of a hive. The parents and teachers they had grown and grown in her vanity natural to please her cloister, but when that passion was stirred by ideas the more homogeneous it, sat himself down, with an ardor far more lively and spontaneous . In order not to remain below those of her companions, and to patronize the same time his new genius, he replied that at the fin de 'accounts, no one could put the veil on the head without his consent, that she could marry, live in a palace, enjoy the world, and best of all of them, it could, but that he wanted to, that would have him, who wanted him, and wanted him in action. The idea of \u200b\u200bthe need for his consent, an idea that until that time, as had been unnoticed and huddled in a corner of his mind, then developed, and manifested itself, with all its importance. She called for help at any time, to enjoy the images of a more easily be appreciated. Behind this idea however, it appeared always unfailingly another: that is the consensus was to deny it to the prince her father, who kept him already, or to keep it for showing up, and, to this idea, the soul of her daughter was well away from the security that showed off his words. It is then compared with its companions, who were far more secure, and they sorely felt for envy, at first, he thought to their experience. Envy, hate: hatred s'esalava sometimes in spite, in isgarbatezze, in sharp sayings and sometimes the inclination and the uniformity of the sopiva hopes, and gave birth un'intrinsichezza apparent and transient. Sometimes, wishing well in the meantime enjoy something real and present, was pleased that the preferences were granted, and another that made her feel his superiority, at times, unable to endure the loneliness of 'fears and de' desires , went, all good, looking for those, as if to implore kindness, counsel, courage. Among these deplorable skirmishes with them and with others, had crossed the childhood, and he advanced in age so critical, in which almost seems that the soul enters a mysterious power that arise, adorned, invigorates all the angles, all the ideas, and sometimes the turns, or turns to an unexpected course. What Gertrude had hitherto cherished most distinctly in those 'dreams of the future, was the splendor and outside of the pump: a something of a soft and affectionate, that at first there was widespread mist lightly as he began then to explain and to excel in her fantasies. He had done in the innermost part of the mind as a beautiful retreat: there are refugees from the objects, including some characters oddly welcomed compounds of confused memories of childhood, of what little he could see the outside world, of what he had learned from the remarks of her companions, was staying with them, talked to them, and they replied on their behalf; there gave orders, and received gifts of all kinds. From time to time, the thoughts of religion were to disturb those festivals bright and tiring. But religion, as they had taught to our poor, and how it had received, not banning the pride, even the sanctified and proposed as a means to earthly happiness. Depriving it of its essence, it was not religion but a shadow as the other. The intervals in which these larvae took first place in the imagination of grandeggia and Gertrude, the unhappy, overwhelmed by terrors confused, and understood by a confused idea of \u200b\u200bduty, he imagined that his repugnance to the cloister, and the lodging resistance of 'its largest, in choosing a state, were at fault, and promised to atone for his heart , closing voluntarily in the cloister.
law was that a young nun could not be accepted, before being examined by a priest, called the vicar of the nuns, or some other member of this, so be sure there was of his own free choice, and this examination could not take place, if not a year after she had exhibited in his desire that the vicar, with a plea in writing. Those nuns who had taken the sad task of making that Gertrude s'obbligasse forever, with the least possible knowledge of what he was doing, took advantage of a 'moments that we have said, to let them write and sign such a petition. And in order to induce her more easily to this, not mancaron to say and repeat, that finally it was a mere formality, which (and this was true) could not be effective unless other acts back, under its will. Even so, the petition was not perhaps reached its destiny, which Gertrude had already repented of having signed it. Then he repented of having repented, thus passing the days and months in a never-ending story of feelings against. He held a long time hiding her companions that step now for fear of exposing a good resolution to the contradictions, now ashamed to reveal a blunder. Finally won the desire to vent his soul, and beg of counsel and courage. There was another law, that a young man was not admitted to that examination of vocation, until you have lived at least a month out of the monastery where he had been in education. It was already the last year that the petition had been sent, and Gertrude was told that soon would be raised from the monastery, and conducted in the family home, to stay that month, and make all necessary steps to carrying out the work that had in fact begun. The Prince and the rest of the family kept everything for granted, as if it had already happened, but the young man had anything in head instead to the other steps in the manner he thought of pulling back the first. In these straits, he resolved to open up for one of his companions, the more honest, and always ready to give advice resolute. This suggested that Gertrude of information with a letter from the father of his new resolution, because the spirit was not enough to blurt out on a good face: I do not want. And because the free advice, in this world, are very rare, the adviser said Gertrude to pay this, with so many pranks on his worthlessness. The letter was coordinated between four or five confidants, written in secret and without artifice ricapitare because of many studies. Gertrude was with grand'ansietà , waiting for a response that never came. If not, a few days later, the abbess, made him in his cell, with a countenance of mystery, of disgust and pity, gave her a dark sign of a great anger of the prince, and of a foul she must have committed, but place them understand that, moving well, he could hope that all would be forgotten. The girl understood, and dared not question more in there.
was finally dreaded and longed for the day. Although Gertrude knew he was going to a fight, even go out of the monastery, let the walls in which it had been locked ott'anni, the running coach for the open countryside, see again the city, the house, were filled with feelings of a tumultuous joy. In As to fighting, the poor, under the direction of those infiltrators, had already taken his measures, and did, com'ora one might say, his plan. "Oh I want to force", he thought, "and I'll be tough, I will be humble, respectful, do not agree: this is not to say that no one else can, and will not tell. That got me with the good, and I will most of them good, cry, pray, will move them to compassion, but finally I do not pretend not to be sacrificed. " But, as is often of such foresight, did not take place neither one thing nor the other. The days passed without the father nor the other spoke of the petition, or the withdrawal, without the proposal was made none, nor caresses, nor threats. The relatives were serious, sad, surly with her, never name a why. You could see that the only concern as a reaction, as an unworthy, a mysterious curse that seemed to weigh upon her, and segregation from the family, leaving only the units needed to make them feel its suggezione. Rarely, and only under certain specified times, was admitted to the company of 'relatives and the eldest son. Between the three of them seemed to reign a great confidence, which made it more sensitive and more painful when it was left abandoned Gertrude. No one addressed the speech, and when she timidly ventured a few words, that it was not necessary for what, or attacked, or was paid with a glance of, or contempt, or severe. What if you could no longer suffer such a bitter and humiliating distinction, he insisted, and tried to familiarize themselves, and if begging a bit 'of love, she was immediately touched, indirectly but clearly, the key of the choice of the state, the one was felt that there was a covert means of regaining the affection of the family. Then Gertrude, who would not have wanted in that state, was forced to back off, to reject almost the first signs of goodwill that had long dreamed about getting away from himself to his post as excommunicated, and what's more, you remained with a certain appearance of wrong. These feelings of items
These were a painful contrast with those delightful visions of which Gertrude had already so busy, and they cared not, however, in the privacy of his mind. He had hoped that, in the beautiful and visited his father's house, he could enjoy at least some of the things you imagine real test, but found himself totally deceived. The enclosure was narrow and entire, as in the monastery to go for a walk you do not even talk, and a choir that, from the house, looked in a church adjoining, also remove the unique needs that we would go out. The company was sadder, poorer, less varied than in the monastery. With each announcement of a visit, she had to climb on the top floor, closing with some old maids: and also dined there, when there was invitation. The servants s'uniformavano in manners and 'speeches, and the example of the intention' masters and Gertrude, who, by his inclination, he wanted to treat them with a familiar stately, and the state in which it was , had a grace that they did some demonstration of affection, like their peers, and declined even to beg, then left humiliated and increasingly distressed to find himself with a manifest disregard, although accompanied by a slight allegiance to formalities . He had to realize that a page, quite different from those, wore them a respect and compassion he felt for her in a particular genre. The behavior of this boy was that Gertrude had hitherto seen as similar to that order of things as contemplated in his imagination, the attitude of those creatures ideals. Gradually it was discovered a something new in the ways of the young girl: a calm and anxiety than the usual one do who has found something that the press who would like to look at every moment, and not let it see the others. The eyes on him they were kept more than ever: that is that it is, one morning, she was surprised by one of the waiter, as he was bowing to escape a card, on which he had better not enroll nothing. After a short pull rolls, the paper remained in the hands of waitress, and they passed those of the prince.
The Ghost of Gertrude, the rumor of 'walking him, you can not describe or imagine it was that father was angry and she felt guilty. But when she saw him appear with that frown, with that card in his hand, he wanted to be a hundred fathoms below the ground, not in a cloister. The items were not taken many, but terrible the punishment was not immediately notice that of being locked in that room, under the guard of the woman who had made the discovery, but this was only a beginning, a fallback of the moment, we promised, it lets you see the air, another obscure punishment, indeterminate, and therefore more frightening.
The page was immediately evicted, as was natural, and it was also threatened him something terrible, if, at any time, dared to breathe nothing of the future. In this notice him, the prince sat solemnly two slaps, to bind to a memory that adventure, the boy who took away any temptation to brag about. An excuse whatever for coonestare the license given to a page, it was not hard to come by, as his daughter, he said he was uncomfortable.
it remained so with anxiety, with shame, remorse, the terror of the future, and the only company of that woman hated by her, as the witness of his guilt, and the cause of his misfortune. She hated each other then Gertrude, for which he was reduced, not knowing for how long, boring life of the jailer, and became forever keeper of a dangerous secret. The first
confused tumult of those 'feelings gradually acquiesce, but then returning them one by one soul, we extended himself, and stopped to haunt him more clearly and leisurely. What that punishment could never be threatened in the riddle? Many and varied and strange he looked out the inexperienced and ardent fantasy of Gertrude. The one that seemed most likely, was to be brought back to the monastery of Monza, to reappear, not as a Miss, but in the form of guilty, and stay there locked up, who knows until when! Who knows what treatments! What such an imagination, full of pain, was perhaps more painful for her, was the apprehension of shame. The phrases, words, commas in that wretched paper, passed back and forth in his memory: the pictures look, weighed by a reader so unexpected, so different from what they were intended, he imagined that they could also fall under the eyes mother or brother, or of those who know others, and the paragon of this, all the rest it seemed almost nothing. The image of the man who had been the original source of all the scandal, did not suggest to come to haunt the poor too often locked away: and you think that was strange appearance to the ghost, including those other than him so, serious , cold, menacing. But, precisely because he could not separate from them, nor return a moment to those fugitive pleased, without just did not overlook the pain that these were the result, began to gradually return to most often, a Push back remembrance, to wean. Or longer, or more willingly, he stopped in those happy, shiny fantasies at once: they were too opposed to the actual circumstances, in all probability the future. The only castle in which Gertrude could imagine a peaceful retreat and honorable, and that it was in the air, was the monastery, when you go in to solve for time. Such a resolution (he could not doubt it) would have settled everything, all welded debt, and changed in a moment his situation. Against this regard arose, it is true, the thoughts of his whole life, but the times had changed, and, where Gertrude had fallen into the abyss, and the comparison of what might have been expected at certain times, the condition of the celebrated nun , treat, obeyed, she felt a sweet. Two very different kind of feelings contribuivan well at intervals to wane as his old aversion: at times the remorse of the phallus, and a great tenderness of devotion, pride sometimes bitter and angry by the manner of the jailer, who (often, to tell the real, caused by her) she takes it, now making them afraid of the threatened punishment, shame them hours of the phallus. When then would appear benign, took a tone of protection, even more odious of the insult. In these several occasions, the desire to go out dall'unghie Gertrude heard of her, and to appear in a state in excess of his wrath and his mercy, the yearning became so habitual alive and sharp, to be amiable every opinion which could lead to satisfied.
At the end of four or five long days of captivity, one morning, she invelenita grouted and excess, for one of those 'despite his guardian, was hunting in a corner of the room, and there, with his face hidden hands, and stood some time to devour his anger. He heard then a bully need to see other faces, to hear other words, of being treated differently. He thought of his father, the family thought he retreated scared. But it occurred to her that it depended on her to find their friends, and felt a sudden joy. Behind this, a great confusion and repentance of his foul, and an equal desire to expiate it. Not that his will stop at that resolution, but there was never entered with great ardor. He got up there, went to a coffee table, fatal shooting that pen, and wrote his father a letter full of enthusiasm and depression, of distress and hope, begging forgiveness, and showing an unspecified ready to everything could appeal to those who had to tune it.
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