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"
The
young
peasant
girl
,
at
first
timid
and
scared
,
soon
recovered
herself
.
We
have
said
that
Teresa
was
handsome
,
but
this
is
not
all
;
Teresa
was
endowed
with
all
those
wild
graces
which
are
so
much
more
potent
than
our
affected
and
studied
elegancies
.
She
had
almost
all
the
honors
of
the
quadrille
,
and
if
she
were
envious
of
the
Count
of
San
--
Felice
's
daughter
,
we
will
not
undertake
to
say
that
Carmela
was
not
jealous
of
her
.
And
with
overpowering
compliments
her
handsome
cavalier
led
her
back
to
the
place
whence
he
had
taken
her
,
and
where
Luigi
awaited
her
.
Twice
or
thrice
during
the
dance
the
young
girl
had
glanced
at
Luigi
,
and
each
time
she
saw
that
he
was
pale
and
that
his
features
were
agitated
,
once
even
the
blade
of
his
knife
,
half
drawn
from
its
sheath
,
had
dazzled
her
eyes
with
its
sinister
glare
.
Thus
,
it
was
almost
tremblingly
that
she
resumed
her
lover
's
arm
.
The
quadrille
had
been
most
perfect
,
and
it
was
evident
there
was
a
great
demand
for
a
repetition
,
Carmela
alone
objecting
to
it
,
but
the
Count
of
San
--
Felice
besought
his
daughter
so
earnestly
,
that
she
acceded
.
One
of
the
cavaliers
then
hastened
to
invite
Teresa
,
without
whom
it
was
impossible
for
the
quadrille
to
be
formed
,
but
the
young
girl
had
disappeared
.
The
truth
was
,
that
Luigi
had
not
felt
the
strength
to
support
another
such
trial
,
and
,
half
by
persuasion
and
half
by
force
,
he
had
removed
Teresa
toward
another
part
of
the
garden
.
Teresa
had
yielded
in
spite
of
herself
,
but
when
she
looked
at
the
agitated
countenance
of
the
young
man
,
she
understood
by
his
silence
and
trembling
voice
that
something
strange
was
passing
within
him
.
She
herself
was
not
exempt
from
internal
emotion
,
and
without
having
done
anything
wrong
,
yet
fully
comprehended
that
Luigi
was
right
in
reproaching
her
.
Why
,
she
did
not
know
,
but
yet
she
did
not
the
less
feel
that
these
reproaches
were
merited
.
However
,
to
Teresa
's
great
astonishment
,
Luigi
remained
mute
,
and
not
a
word
escaped
his
lips
the
rest
of
the
evening
.
When
the
chill
of
the
night
had
driven
away
the
guests
from
the
gardens
,
and
the
gates
of
the
villa
were
closed
on
them
for
the
festa
indoors
,
he
took
Teresa
quite
away
,
and
as
he
left
her
at
her
home
,
he
said
--
"
'
Teresa
,
what
were
you
thinking
of
as
you
danced
opposite
the
young
Countess
of
San
--
Felice
?
'
--
'
I
thought
,
'
replied
the
young
girl
,
with
all
the
frankness
of
her
nature
,
'
that
I
would
give
half
my
life
for
a
costume
such
as
she
wore
.
'
"
'
And
what
said
your
cavalier
to
you
?
'
--
'
He
said
it
only
depended
on
myself
to
have
it
,
and
I
had
only
one
word
to
say
.
'
"
'
He
was
right
,
'
said
Luigi
.
'
Do
you
desire
it
as
ardently
as
you
say
?
'
--
'
Yes
.
'
--
'
Well
,
then
,
you
shall
have
it
!
'
"
The
young
girl
,
much
astonished
,
raised
her
head
to
look
at
him
,
but
his
face
was
so
gloomy
and
terrible
that
her
words
froze
to
her
lips
.
As
Luigi
spoke
thus
,
he
left
her
.
Teresa
followed
him
with
her
eyes
into
the
darkness
as
long
as
she
could
,
and
when
he
had
quite
disappeared
,
she
went
into
the
house
with
a
sigh
.
"
That
night
a
memorable
event
occurred
,
due
,
no
doubt
,
to
the
imprudence
of
some
servant
who
had
neglected
to
extinguish
the
lights
.
The
Villa
of
San
--
Felice
took
fire
in
the
rooms
adjoining
the
very
apartment
of
the
lovely
Carmela
.
Awakened
in
the
night
by
the
light
of
the
flames
,
she
sprang
out
of
bed
,
wrapped
herself
in
a
dressing-gown
,
and
attempted
to
escape
by
the
door
,
but
the
corridor
by
which
she
hoped
to
fly
was
already
a
prey
to
the
flames
.
She
then
returned
to
her
room
,
calling
for
help
as
loudly
as
she
could
,
when
suddenly
her
window
,
which
was
twenty
feet
from
the
ground
,
was
opened
,
a
young
peasant
jumped
into
the
chamber
,
seized
her
in
his
arms
,
and
with
superhuman
skill
and
strength
conveyed
her
to
the
turf
of
the
grass-plot
,
where
she
fainted
.
When
she
recovered
,
her
father
was
by
her
side
.
All
the
servants
surrounded
her
,
offering
her
assistance
.
An
entire
wing
of
the
villa
was
burnt
down
;
but
what
of
that
,
as
long
as
Carmela
was
safe
and
uninjured
?
Her
preserver
was
everywhere
sought
for
,
but
he
did
not
appear
;
he
was
inquired
after
,
but
no
one
had
seen
him
.
Carmela
was
greatly
troubled
that
she
had
not
recognized
him
.
As
the
count
was
immensely
rich
,
excepting
the
danger
Carmela
had
run
--
and
the
marvellous
manner
in
which
she
had
escaped
,
made
that
appear
to
him
rather
a
favor
of
providence
than
a
real
misfortune
--
the
loss
occasioned
by
the
conflagration
was
to
him
but
a
trifle
.
"
The
next
day
,
at
the
usual
hour
,
the
two
young
peasants
were
on
the
borders
of
the
forest
.
Luigi
arrived
first
.
He
came
toward
Teresa
in
high
spirits
,
and
seemed
to
have
completely
forgotten
the
events
of
the
previous
evening
.
The
young
girl
was
very
pensive
,
but
seeing
Luigi
so
cheerful
,
she
on
her
part
assumed
a
smiling
air
,
which
was
natural
to
her
when
she
was
not
excited
or
in
a
passion
.
Luigi
took
her
arm
beneath
his
own
,
and
led
her
to
the
door
of
the
grotto
.
Then
he
paused
.
The
young
girl
,
perceiving
that
there
was
something
extraordinary
,
looked
at
him
steadfastly
.
'
Teresa
,
'
said
Luigi
,
'
yesterday
evening
you
told
me
you
would
give
all
the
world
to
have
a
costume
similar
to
that
of
the
count
's
daughter
.
'
--
'
Yes
,
'
replied
Teresa
with
astonishment
;
'
but
I
was
mad
to
utter
such
a
wish
.
'
--
'
And
I
replied
,
"
Very
well
,
you
shall
have
it
.
"
'
--
'
Yes
,
'
replied
the
young
girl
,
whose
astonishment
increased
at
every
word
uttered
by
Luigi
,
'
but
of
course
your
reply
was
only
to
please
me
.
'
