preference　to　the　Englishman。　　She　interpreted　ill　the　impatient
  and　heavy　sigh　with　which　Viola　greeted　her　praises　of　Glyndon；
  and　her　wonder　that　he　had　of　late　so　neglected　his　attentions
  behind　the　scenes；　and　she　exhausted　all　her　powers　of　panegyric
  upon　the　supposed　object　of　the　sigh。　　〃And　then；　too；〃　she　said；
  〃if　nothing　else　were　to　be　said　against　the　other　signor；　it　is
  enough　that　he　is　about　to　leave　Naples。〃
  〃Leave　Naples！Zanoni？〃
  〃Yes；　darling！　　In　passing　by　the　Mole　to…day；　there　was　a　crowd
  round　some　outlandish…looking　sailors。　　His　ship　arrived　this
  morning；　and　anchors　in　the　bay。　　The　sailors　say　that　they　are
  to　be　prepared　to　sail　with　the　first　wind；　they　were　taking　in
  fresh　stores。　　They〃
  〃Leave　me；　Gionetta！　　Leave　me！〃
  The　time　had　already　passed　when　the　girl　could　confide　in
  Gionetta。　　Her　thoughts　had　advanced　to　that　point　when　the　heart
  recoils　from　all　confidence；　and　feels　that　it　cannot　be
  comprehended。　　Alone　now；　in　the　principal　apartment　of　the
  house；　she　paced　its　narrow　boundaries　with　tremulous　and
  agitated　steps：　　she　recalled　the　frightful　suit　of　Nicot；the
  injurious　taunt　of　Glyndon；　and　she　sickened　at　the　remembrance
  of　the　hollow　applauses　which；　bestowed　on　the　actress；　not　the
  woman；　only　subjected　her　to　contumely　and　insult。　　In　that　room
  the　recollection　of　her　father's　death；　the　withered　laurel　and
  the　broken　chords；　rose　chillingly　before　her。　　Hers；　she　felt；
  was　a　yet　gloomier　fate；the　chords　may　break　while　the　laurel
  is　yet　green。　　The　lamp；　waning　in　its　socket；　burned　pale　and
  dim；　and　her　eyes　instinctively　turned　from　the　darker　corner　of
  the　room。　　Orphan；　by　the　hearth　of　thy　parent；　dost　thou　fear
  the　presence　of　the　dead！
  And　was　Zanoni　indeed　about　to　quit　Naples？　　Should　she　see　him
  no　more？　　Oh；　fool；　to　think　that　there　was　grief　in　any　other
  thought！　　The　past！that　was　gone！　　The　future！there　was　no
  future　to　her；　Zanoni　absent！　　But　this　was　the　night　of　the
  third　day　on　which　Zanoni　had　told　her　that；　come　what　might；　he
  would　visit　her　again。　　It　was；　then；　if　she　might　believe　him；
  some　appointed　crisis　in　her　fate；　and　how　should　she　tell　him　of
  Glyndon's　hateful　words？　　The　pure　and　the　proud　mind　can　never
  confide　its　wrongs　to　another；　only　its　triumphs　and　its
  happiness。　　But　at　that　late　hour　would　Zanoni　visit　her；could
  she　receive　him？　　Midnight　was　at　hand。　　Still　in　undefined
  suspense；　in　intense　anxiety；　she　lingered　in　the　room。　　The
  quarter　before　midnight　sounded；　dull　and　distant。　　All　was
  still；　and　she　was　about　to　pass　to　her　sleeping…room；　when　she
  heard　the　hoofs　of　a　horse　at　full　speed；　the　sound　ceased；　there
  was　a　knock　at　the　door。　　Her　heart　beat　violently；　but　fear　gave
  way　to　another　sentiment　when　she　heard　a　voice；　too　well　known；
  calling　on　her　name。　　She　paused；　and　then；　with　the　fearlessness
  of　innocence；　descended　and　unbarred　the　door。
  Zanoni　entered　with　a　light　and　hasty　step。　　His　horseman's　cloak
  fitted　tightly　to　his　noble　form；　and　his　broad　hat　threw　a
  gloomy　shade　over　his　commanding　features。
  The　girl　followed　him　into　the　room　she　had　just　left；　trembling
  and　blushing　deeply；　and　stood　before　him　with　the　lamp　she　held
  shining　upward　on　her　cheek　and　the　long　hair　that　fell　like　a
  shower　of　light　over　the　half…clad　shoulders　and　heaving　bust。
  〃Viola；〃　said　Zanoni；　in　a　voice　that　spoke　deep　emotion；　〃I　am
  by　thy　side　once　more　to　save　thee。　　Not　a　moment　is　to　be　lost。
  Thou　must　fly　with　me；　or　remain　the　victim　of　the　Prince　di　。
  I　would　have　made　the　charge　I　now　undertake　another's；　thou
  knowest　I　would；thou　knowest　it！but　he　is　not　worthy　of　thee；
  the　cold　Englishman！　　I　throw　myself　at　thy　feet；　have　trust　in
  me；　and　fly。〃
  He　grasped　her　hand　passionately　as　he　dropped　on　his　knee；　and
  looked　up　into　her　face　with　his　bright；　beseeching　eyes。
  〃Fly　with　thee！〃　said　Viola；　scarce　believing　her　senses。
  〃With　me。　　Name；　fame；　honour；all　will　be　sacrificed　if　thou
  dost　not。〃
  〃Thenthen；〃　said　the　wild　girl；　falteringly；　and　turning　aside
  her　face；〃then　I　am　not　indifferent　to　thee；　thou　wouldst　not
  give　me　to　another？〃
  Zanoni　was　silent；　but　his　breast　heaved；　his　cheeks　flushed；　his
  eyes　darted　dark　and　impassioned　fire。
  〃Speak！〃　exclaimed　Viola；　in　jealous　suspicion　of　his　silence。
  〃Indifferent　to　me！　　No；　but　I　dare　not　yet　say　that　I　love
  thee。〃
  〃Then　what　matters　my　fate？〃　said　Viola；　turning　pale；　and
  shrinking　from　his　side；　〃leave　me；I　fear　no　danger。　　My　life；
  and　therefore　my　honour；　is　in　mine　own　hands。〃
  〃Be　not　so　mad；〃　said　Zanoni。　　〃Hark！　do　you　hear　the　neigh　of　my
  steed？it　is　an　alarm　that　warns　us　of　the　approaching　peril。
  Haste；　or　you　are　lost！〃
  〃Why　dost　thou　care　for　me？〃　said　the　girl；　bitterly。　　〃Thou　hast
  read　my　heart；　thou　knowest　that　thou　art　become　the　lord　of　my
  destiny。　　But　to　be　bound　beneath　the　weight　of　a　cold
  obligation；　to　be　the　beggar　on　the　eyes　of　indifference；　to　cast
  myself　on　one　who　loves　me　not；THAT　were　indeed　the　vilest　sin
  of　my　sex。　　Ah；　Zanoni；　rather　let　me　die！〃
  She　had　thrown　back　her　clustering　hair　from　her　face　while　she
  spoke；　and　as　she　now　stood；　with　her　arms　drooping　mournfully；
  and　her　hands　clasped　together　with　the　proud　bitterness　of　her
  wayward　spirit；　giving　new　zest　and　charm　to　her　singular　beauty；
  it　was　impossible　to　conceive　a　sight　more　irresistible　to　the
  eye　and　the　heart。
  〃Tempt　me　not　to　thine　own　danger；perhaps　destruction！〃
  exclaimed　Zanoni；　in　faltering　accents。　　〃Thou　canst　not　dream　of
  what　thou　wouldst　demand；come！〃　and；　advancing；　he　wound　his
  arm　round　her　waist。　　〃Come；　Viola；　believe　at　least　in　my
  friendship；　my　honour；　my　protection〃
  〃And　not　thy　love；〃　said　the　Italian；　turning　on　him　her
  reproachful　eyes。　　Those　eyes　met　his；　and　he　could　not　withdraw
  from　the　charm　of　their　gaze。　　He　felt　her　heart　throbbing
  beneath　his　own；　her　breath　came　warm　upon　his　cheek。　　He
  trembled；HE！　the　lofty；　the　mysterious　Zanoni；　who　seemed　to
  stand　aloof　from　his　race。　　With　a　deep　and　burning　sigh；　he
  murmured；　〃Viola；　I　love　thee！　　Oh！〃　he　continued　passionately；
  and；　releasing　his　hold；　he　threw　himself　abruptly　at　her　feet；
  〃I　no　more　command；as　woman　should　be　wooed；　I　woo　thee。　　From
  the　first　glance　of　those　eyes；　from　the　first　sound　of　thy
  voice；　thou　becamest　too　fatally　dear　to　me。　　Thou　speakest　of
  fascination；it　lives　and　it　breathes　in　thee！　　I　fled　from
  Naples　to　fly　from　thy　presence；it　pursued　me。　　Months；　years
  passed；　and　thy　sweet　face　still　shone　upon　my　heart。　　I
  returned；　because　I　pictured　thee　alone　and　sorrowful　in　the
  world；　and　knew　that　dangers；　from　which　I　might　save　thee；　were
  gathering　near　thee　and　around。　　Beautiful　Soul！　whose　leaves　I
  have　read　with　reverence；　it　was　for　thy　sake；　thine　alone；　that
  I　would　have　given　thee　to　one　who　might　make　thee　happier　on
  earth　than　I　can。　　Viola！　　Viola！　thou　knowest　notnever　canst
  thou　knowhow　dear　thou　art　to　me！〃
  It　is　in　vain　to　seek　for　words　to　describe　the　delightthe
  proud；　the　full；　the　complete；　and　the　entire　delightthat
  filled　the　heart　of　the　Neapolitan。　　He　whom　she　had　considered
  too　lofty　even　for　love；more　humble　to　her　than　those　she　had
  half…despised！　　She　was　silent；　but　her　eyes　spoke　to　him；　and
  then　slowly；　as　aware；　at　last；　that　the　human　love　had　advanced
  on　the　ideal；　she　shrank　into　the　terrors　of　a　modest　and
  virtuous　nature。　　She　did　not　dare；she　did　not　dream　to　ask　him
  the　question　she　had　so　fearlessly　made　to　Glyndon；　but　she　felt
  a　sudden　coldness；a　sense　that　a　barrier　was　yet　between　love
  and　love。　　〃Oh；　Zanoni！〃　she　murmured；　with　downcast　eyes；　〃ask
  me　not　to　fly　with　thee；　tempt　me　not　to　my　shame。　　Thou　wouldst
  protect　me　from　others。　　Oh；　protect　me　from　thyself！〃
  〃Poor　orphan！〃　said　he；　tenderly；　〃and　canst　thou　think　that　I
  ask　from　thee　one　sacrifice；still　less　the　greatest　that　woman
  can　give　to　love？　　As　my　wife　I　woo　thee；　and　by　every　tie；　and
  by　every　vow　that　can　hallow　and　endear　affection。　　Alas！　they
  have　belied　love　to　thee　indeed；　if　thou　dost　not　know　the
  religion　that　belongs　to　it！　　They　who　truly　love　would　seek；　for
  the　treasure　they　obtain；　every　bond　that　can　make　it　lasting　and
  secure。　　Viola；　weep　not；　unless　thou　givest　me　the　holy　right　to
  kiss　away　thy　tears！〃
  And　that　beautiful　face；　no　more　averted；　drooped　upon　his　bosom；
  and　as　he　bent　down；　his　lips　sought　the　rosy　mouth：　　a　long　and
  burning　kiss；danger；　life；　the　world　was　forgotten！　　Suddenly
  Zanoni　tore　himself　from　her。
  〃Hearest　thou　the　wind　that　sighs；　and　dies　away？　　As　that　wind；
  my　power　to　preserve　thee；　to　guard　thee；　to　foresee　the　storm　in
  thy　skies；　is　gone。　　No　matter。　　Haste；　haste；　and　may　love
  supply　the　loss　of　all　that　it　has　dared　to　sacrifice！　　Come。〃
  Viola　hesitated　no　more。