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appointed,Ireturnedtothechair.IthoughtIhadbeenwaitinghours,andeveryhourseemedaday.Wouldshenevercome?
Atlast!Thedooropened,andshecamein—sobeautiful.Shegavemebothherhands.
'Iamsorryyouhavehadtowait,'shesaid,'butIcouldnothelpit.'
'Iwouldwaitahundredyearstoseeyouforanhour.'
Shesatdown,andIlayatherfeet.
'Tellme,'shesaid,'allthathashappenedto-day.'
IdidassheaskedandasIgavemystory,hereyessparkledandhercheeksflushed.Idon'tknowwhatcameovermeIfeltasensationofswooning,andatthesametimeIcaughtforbreath.AndIhadasuddenimpulsetotakeherinmyarmsandkisshermanytimes.
'Howlovelyyouare!'Isaid,raisingmyselftoherside.
Shedidnotanswer,butlookedatme,smiling.Hereyesglistenedwithtears,herbosomheaved.
'Giulia!'
Iputmyarmroundher,andtookherhandsinmine.
'Giulia,Iloveyou!'
Shebentovertome,andputforwardherfaceandthen—thenItookherinmyarmsandcoveredhermouthwithkisses.OhGod!Iwasmad,Ih
