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62ARIADNE." Andwhen the womantold me this, thenIfeltsure that it was she. AndItold a He as ofhaving lost my sister, and begged to see her,and after a while the woman, who was anxious,and even frightened,let me go up to the roomonthe roof. And this is howIfound her." Theroom was bare, and there was aheap ofnets on the floor, and there was a statue in clay,which had his features and his form, onlyit waswingedand seemedhkeagod. She was cladintherough white garments she wore hiRome, andherarms were bare, and she was modelling the claystill with her hands,and she neverheard me enternor the womanspeak,who said to me, trembling,' Look— isit a false god that she will not evenleave it to break bread ? ' AndIsaid to her,' Aye;it is a false god.' For indeed, it was inhis very likeness; only greater than he, morebeautiful, more perfect, as, no doubt, he alwaysseemed to her: may he live for ever inpain, anddie without a friend!" The woman, trembling, went and touchedher, and said, ' come away,itis night, you mustbe hungry.' She turned and looked at us both.
ARIADNE. 63' Hush !it will be finished very soon; whenitisdone he will come back.' Then she turned againto the statue, and worked on at it,and her handsseemed so feverish thatIthought theymust have'burnt the clay as they touchedit. Is she yoursister?' asked the woman; andIlied andanswered' ' yes; and together we stood and watched her.' Whilst she still made the nets, she seemedto have some reason left, though she never'spoke,' said the woman, but since she hastouched that earth she seems mad. Is it indeedyour sister ' ? What sorrow is on her thatshe is thus ? ButIcould not speak. Iwatched her tillIfelt suffocated. Iknew notwhatIdid. Iwas beside myself. God forgiveme! "Ihad my knife in my vest— the knife thatshould have ended his lifein those nights of hispleasure, ifIhad not been a coward — such acoward! And nowlike the foolish wretchIwas,Iso loathed the sight of that image, and of herlovely life wasting and burning away on it, thatasIsaw itIsprang upon it, and plunged myknife into the very breast of it, and the moist
- Page 19 and 20: ARIADNE. 11dead. Icare for the marb
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- Page 23 and 24: ARIADNE. 15before the genius of his
- Page 25 and 26: ARIADNE. 17that is never dim. But m
- Page 27 and 28: ARIADNE. 19laid bare all the jewels
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- Page 31 and 32: ARIADNE. 23times; nervous depressio
- Page 33 and 34: ARIADNE. 25forgot them: what matter
- Page 35: ARIADNE. 27tered many curses and fe
- Page 38 and 39: 30ARIADNE.Would the wealth all fall
- Page 40 and 41: 32ARIADNE.their cuirasses of steel,
- Page 42 and 43: CHAPTER IVIwent to Pippo, andIsaid
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- Page 46 and 47: 38 ARIADNE.must have been, all alon
- Page 48 and 49: 40 ARIADNE.Ifelt my head whirl;I, w
- Page 50 and 51: 42 ARIADNE.at a line of the poem no
- Page 52: 44 ARIADNE.me, and stayed on in Par
- Page 55 and 56: ARIADNE. 47had been able to hear no
- Page 57 and 58: ARIADNE. 49aside in a little passag
- Page 59 and 60: ARIADNE. 51Myheart stood stUl. Ihad
- Page 61 and 62: ARIADNE. 53" Oh, my dear! Oh, my de
- Page 63 and 64: ARIADNE. 55He breathed quickly, the
- Page 65 and 66: ARIADNE. 57think he was cruel to he
- Page 67 and 68: ARIADNE. 59garden,Isaw a messenger
- Page 69: ARIADNE. 61'sorrowful,though knowin
- Page 73 and 74: ARIADNE. 65she is always asking;tha
- Page 75 and 76: ARIADNE. 67" Isuppose he never send
- Page 77 and 78: ARIADNE. 69agony,Irepented then hav
- Page 79 and 80: ARIADNE. 71thinking only of her;but
- Page 81 and 82: CHAPTER V— t—Next dayIgot such
- Page 83 and 84: ARIADNE. 75see them even. No doubt
- Page 85 and 86: ARIADNE. 77waters, and here and the
- Page 87 and 88: ARIADNE. 79Iwalked on and led her b
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- Page 91 and 92: ARIADNE. 83motionless.Itouched and
- Page 93 and 94: ARIADNE. 85quiet and deserted; the
- Page 95 and 96: ARIADNE. 87went out and sat clown o
- Page 97 and 98: ARIADNE. 89"Yes,Iam here. Hush! spe
- Page 99 and 100: ARIADNE. 91to me, a Roman, to whom
- Page 101 and 102: ARIADNE. 93your avenger. Vengeancei
- Page 103 and 104: ARIADNE. 95spent their lives like w
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- Page 107 and 108: ARIADNE. 99some fair pluckt flower
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- Page 111 and 112: ARIADNE. 103racked with pain. No su
- Page 113 and 114: ARIADNE. 105now become equally abso
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ARIADNE. 63' Hush !it will be finished very soon; whenitisdone he will come back.' <strong>The</strong>n she turned againto the statue, and worked on at it,and her handsseemed so feverish thatIthought theymust have'burnt the clay as they touchedit. Is she yoursister?' asked the woman; andIlied andanswered' ' yes; and together we stood and watched her.' Whilst she still made the nets, she seemedto have some reason left, though she never'spoke,' said the woman, but since she hastouched that earth she seems mad. Is it indeedyour sister ' ? What sorrow is on her thatshe is thus ? ButIcould not speak. Iwatched her tillIfelt suffocated. Iknew notwhatIdid. Iwas beside myself. God forgiveme! "Ihad my knife in my vest— the knife thatshould have ended his lifein those nights of hispleasure, ifIhad not been a coward — such acoward! And nowlike the foolish wretchIwas,Iso loathed the sight of that image, and of herlovely life wasting and burning away on it, thatasIsaw itIsprang upon it, and plunged myknife into the very breast of it, and the moist
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