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ious and shameless innocence with kisses of pity and love.And suddenly they became empty, gazing blankly at her, exceptfor a little fear not quite buried deep enough with allthe other emotions in Giselle’s heart.Linda said, ‘Ramirez is boasting in town that he will carryyou off from the island.’‘What folly!’ answered the other, and in a perversity bornof long restraint, she added: ‘He is not the man,’ in a jestingtone with a trembling audacity.‘No?’ said Linda, through her clenched teeth. ‘Is he not?Well, then, look to it; because father has been walking aboutwith a loaded gun at night.’‘It is not good for him. You must tell him not to, Linda.He will not listen to me.’‘I shall say nothing—never any more—to anybody,’ criedLinda, passionately.This could not last, thought Giselle. Giovanni must takeher away soon—the very next time he came. She would notsuffer these terrors for ever so much silver. To speak withher sister made her ill. But she was not uneasy at her father’swatchfulness. She had begged Nostromo not to come to thewindow that night. He had promised to keep away for thisonce. And she did not know, could not guess or imagine,that he had another reason for coming on the island.Linda had gone straight to the tower. It was time to lightup. She unlocked the little door, and went heavily up the spiralstaircase, carrying her love for the magnificent Capatazde Cargadores like an ever-increasing load of shameful fetters.No; she could not throw it off. No; let Heaven dispose