The Marchesina could rise to an occasion as well as any one else; could, when duty called, confine her stout3 form in the stiffest of stays, and build up her hair into the neatest of bandolined pyramids. But I think she was never so happy as when, the bow unbent, she could expand into a loose morning-jacket and twist up her hair into a vague, unbecoming knot behind.
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"Dear little signorina," she cried, beckoning4 me to a seat with her embroidery5 scissors, "have you heard the good news? Andrea returns no more to America."
"He has arranged matters with Costanza pretty quickly," was my reflection; and at the thought of that easy capitulation, he fell distinctly in my esteem6.
"He has accepted a post in England," went on Annunziata. "We shall see him every year, if not oftener. Every one is overjoyed. It is a step in the right direction. Who knows but one day he may settle in Italy?" And she smiled meaningly, nodding her head as she spoke7.
The ladies came back at lunch-time without their cavalier, who had stayed to collazione with some relatives in the town.
The afternoon was spent upstairs talking over the dance which was to take place that evening, discussing every detail of costume and every expected guest. Costanza was as cross as two sticks, and hadn't a good word for anybody. We dined an hour earlier than usual, but none of the gentlemen put in an appearance at the meal. With a sigh of inexpressible relief I rose from the table, and escaped to the welcome shelter of my room.
"I thought I was glad that Andrea had come," was[Pg 72] my reflection; "but to-day has been worse than any other day."
Then, rather discontentedly, I began the preparations for my toilet.
The little black net dress, with the half-low bodice, the tan gloves, the black satin shoes, were already lying on the bed.
It is all very well to be Cinderella, if you happen to have a fairy-godmother. Without this convenient relative the situation is far less pleasant, and so common as to be not even picturesque8. There are lots of Cinderellas who never went to the ball, or, if they did go, were taken no notice of by the prince, and were completely cut out by the proud sisters. Musing9 thus, with a pessimism10 which, to do me justice, was new to me, I proceeded to make myself as fine as the circumstances of the case permitted.
"At least my hair is nice," I thought, as I stood before the glass and fastened a knot of daffodils into my bodice; "Jenny always admired it, and the shape of my head as well. I've been pale and ugly, too, for the last few weeks, but my cheeks are red enough to-night. They are only red from crossness, and the same cause has made my eyes so bright, but how is any one to know that?"
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"Why, Elsie Meredith," said a voice suddenly from some inner region of my being, "what on earth is the matter with you? You, who could never be persuaded to take enough interest in your personal appearance! Surely you have caught the infection from that middle-aged12 Costanza."
With which rather spiteful reflection I blew out the candles, threw a shawl over my shoulders, and ran downstairs into the ball-room.
I was the first arrival. The room stood empty, and I halted a moment on the threshold, struck by the beauty of the scene.
The walls of the vast chamber13 were hung from top to bottom with faded tapestry14, of good design and soft dim colour. From the painted, vaulted15 ceiling, which rose to mysterious height, hung a chandelier in antique silver, ablaze16 with innumerable wax lights. Other lights in silver sconces were placed at intervals17 along the walls, and narrow sofas in faded gilt19 and damask bordered the wide space of the floor.
At one end of the room was a musician's gallery, whence sounds of tuning20 were already to be heard.
Two other rooms led out from the main apartment, both of smaller size, indeed, but large withal, and[Pg 74] characterized by the same severe beauty. There was no attempt at decoration, nor was any needed.
Having made a general survey of the premises21, I advanced to the middle of the ball-room, and began to feel the floor, across which a faded drugget had been stretched, critically with my foot.
Then I circled round on the tips of my toes under the chandelier, humming the air of "Dream Faces" very softly to myself.
So absorbed was I in this occupation that I did not notice the entrance of another person, till suddenly a voice sounded quite close to my ear, "Well, is it a good floor?"
I stopped, blushing deeply. There before me stood Andrea, looking very nice in his evening clothes.
"Not very good, but quite fair," I answered, recovering my self-possession before his complete coolness.
He smiled quietly.
"I guess you are a person of experience in such matters, Miss Meredith."
"I haven't been to many balls, but we are fond of dancing at home."
"We?" said Andrea, interrogatively.
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"My sisters——"
"And brothers?"
"I haven't any brothers."
"And friends?"
"Yes, and friends." I could not help laughing; then thinking that he looked rather offended, I added by way of general conversation—
"How beautiful this room looks. It seems quite desecration22 to dance in it."
He looked round, and up and down.
"Yes, I suppose it is elegant. I think it very gloomy."
Again I found myself smiling. There was something so absurd in this mixture of the soft, sweet Italian tones and the very pronounced American accent, not to speak of the occasional flowers of American idiom.
This time, however, Andrea did not appear offended, but smiled back at me most charmingly, then turned to greet his mother, who, the two girls in her wake, came sweeping23 across the room in violet velvet24 and diamonds.
"You are down early, Miss Meredith," she said to me without moving a muscle of her face, but making me feel that I had committed a breach25 of propriety26 in venturing alone downstairs.
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"You look so nice," cried Bianca, who, in blue-striped silk and a high tortoiseshell comb, had made the very worst of herself.
I was surprised to see how handsome she looked. With her gown of richest brocade, made with a long train and Elizabethan collar, with the rubies28 gleaming in her dark hair and in the folds of her bodice, she seemed a figure well in harmony with the stately beauty of her surroundings. As though conscious of her effect, she moved over to the entrance of the inner room, and stood there framed in the arched doorway29 with its hangings of faded damask. Andrea went at once to her side.
"It's a long time since we have had a dance together, Contessima."
"A long, long time, Marchesino."
Then their voices fell, and there was nothing to be heard but a twittering exchange of whispers.
Bianca put her arm about my waist and whirled me round and round.
Annunziata in apple-green brocade and a pearl[Pg 77] stomacher was the next arrival, laughing heartily30, and flourishing her lace handkerchief as she came. Behind her strolled her husband, handsome, indolent, and grave as a judge. The old Marchese brought up the rear.
The guests began now to arrive; smart, dignified31, voluble matrons; smart, expectant girls; slight, serious young civilians32, dandling their hats as they came; pretty little officers in uniform, with an air of being very much at home in a ball-room. Romeo brought me a programme, and wrote his name down for the lancers.
Then I stood there rather forlornly while the musicians struck up the first waltz.
At the first notes of the music Andrea left Costanza's side and came towards me.
"He is going to ask me to dance," was my involuntary reflection; "how nice! I am sure he dances well."
"Let me introduce il signor capitano," said Romeo's voice in my ear; and there stood a trim little person in uniform before me, bowing and requesting the honour of the first dance.
"One moment," said Andrea, quietly, as, rather disappointed, I began to move away with my partner; "Miss Meredith, may I see your card?"
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"Will you give me six and ten?"
"Yes."
He returned to Costanza, his partner for the dance, and I and my officer plunged34 into the throng35.
It was not a success. There were no points of agreement in our practice of waltzing, and after a few turns we subsided36 on to one of the damask sofas, exchanging commonplaces and watching the dancers, whose rapid twists and bounding action filled my heart with despair.
"I shall never be able to dance like that," I reflected. It was by no means an ungraceful performance. They leapt high, it is true, but in no vulgar fashion of mere11 jumping; rather they rose into the air with something of the ease and elasticity37 of an indiarubber ball, maintaining throughout an appearance of great seriousness and dignity.
At the end of the dance, my partner bowed himself away, and I withdrew rather forlornly to a corner, hoping to escape unnoticed. Here, however, Romeo again espied38 me, and led up to me a rather despondent39 young gentleman—a student at the University of Pisa, I afterwards learned—whom I had observed nursing[Pg 79] his tall silk hat in solitude40 throughout the previous dance.
I explained earnestly that I could not dance Italian fashion; that I preferred, indeed, to be a spectator, and settled down into my corner with some philosophy.
"I dare say Andrea can waltz my way," I thought, looking down at my programme, where the initials A.B. stood out clearly on two of the gilt lines. "It is rather disappointing to have to sit still and look on while other people dance to this delightful41 music, but it is amusing enough, in its way, and I must keep my eyes open and remember things to tell the girls."
It annoyed me, I confess, a little to meet Costanza's glance of contemptuous pity as she whirled by with a tall officer, and a mean-spirited desire came over me to explain to her that I was sitting out from choice, and not from necessity. The flood of dancers rushed on—those many-coloured ephemera, on which the old, dim walls looked down so gravely—and still I sat there patiently enough, though my eyes were beginning to ache and my brain to whirl.
Annunziata's apple-green skirts, Bianca's blue and white stripes, the Contessima's brocade and rubies, were growing familiar to weariness, so often did they flash before my sight. It was with genuine relief that[Pg 80] I welcomed Romeo, who came up to claim the fifth dance, the lancers, for which he had engaged me at the beginning of the evening.
But alas42! the word "lancers" printed in French on the programme proved a mere will-o'-the-wisp, and I found myself drawn43 into the intricacies of a quite unknown and elaborate dance.
Romeo, gravely piloting me through the confusing maze44, was all courtesy and patience; but Andrea, who with Costanza was our vis-à-vis, seemed entirely45 absorbed in observing my stupidity.
"And I am really getting through with it very well," was my reflection; "it is all that Costanza who makes him notice the mistakes."
The next dance-was Andrea's—a waltz.
"Have you been having a good time, Miss Meredith?" he asked, as we stood awaiting the music. "I lost sight of you till the lancers, just now."
"What!" he drew his brows together.
"It is no one's fault but my own. I can't waltz Italian fashion. Perhaps we had better not attempt it."
For answer Andrea put his arm scientifically round[Pg 81] my waist, piloting me into the middle of the room, where a few couples were already revolving47.
"I have yet to find the young lady with whom I could not waltz," he observed, quietly, as we glided48 smoothly49 and rapidly across the floor.
Oh, the delights of that waltz! It was one of the intensely good things of life which cannot happen often even in the happiest careers; one of the little bits of perfection which start up now and then to astonish us, plants of such delicate growth that only by an unforeseen succession of accidents are they ever brought to birth. With what ease my partner skimmed about that crowded hall! How skilfully50 he steered51 among the bounding complex! Was ever such music heard out of heaven; and was ever such a kind, comfortable, reassuring52 presence as that of Andrea?
A moment ago I had been bored, wistful, tired; now I had nothing left to wish for.
"Well," he said, as, the music coming to an end, we paused for the first time; "that was not so bad for an Italian, was it?"
I was so happy that I could only smile, and my partner, apparently53 not disconcerted by my stupidity, led me into the inner room, installed me in a chair, and seated himself in another opposite.
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At the same moment Romeo came sauntering up to us, throwing a remark in rapid Italian to his brother.
The latter, with a slight frown, rose reluctantly, and the two men went over to the doorway, where they stood talking.
I fell to observing them with considerable interest, these handsome, dark-eyed gentlemen, with their grace and air of breeding, who were at the same time so curiously54 alike and so curiously different.
In both the same simplicity55 and ease was felt to cover a certain inscrutability, the frankness a considerable depth of reserve; and in neither was seen a person to be thwarted56 with impunity57. But whereas in Romeo's case the quiet manner was the unmistakable mark of a genuine indolence and indifference58, in Andrea's it only served to bring out more clearly the keen vitality59, the alertness, the purpose with which his whole personality was instinct.
I had not much time for my observations. In the course of a few minutes Annunziata rustled smilingly past them, and threw herself and her green skirts into the chair just vacated by her brother-in-law.
The latter shot a quick glance at her, shrugged60 his shoulders slightly, resumed his conversation with Romeo, and made no attempt to rejoin me.
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As for me, my little cup of pleasure was dashed to the ground.
Annunziata, fanning herself and talking volubly, made but a poor substitute for Andrea, and I began to be dimly aware of a certain hostility61 towards myself in the atmosphere.
The next dance was played, and the next, and still Annunziata sat there smiling. The two gentlemen had long disappeared into the ball-room, and we had the smaller apartment to ourselves.
"I can't stand it any longer," I thought, "even with another waltz with Andrea in prospect62." And making an apology to the Marchesina, I stole through a side door upstairs to bed.
Sounds of revelry reached me faint through the thick walls for many succeeding hours; and I lay awake on my great bed till the dawn crept in through the shutters63.
"I have been a wallflower," I reflected, "a wallflower, to do me justice, for the first time in my life. And I'm not so sure that, in some respects, it wasn't the nicest dance I ever was at."
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