"I can do anything, everything," he said, "if thou wilt but look
ever upon me thus," and he placed his arms about that taper waist,
and drew her willing form still nearer to his side, until her head
fell upon his shoulder. "There will be no more a dark side to our
picture of life, dear Isabella."
"I trust not."
"And you will ever love me?"
"Ever!" repeated the beautiful girl, drawing instinctively nearer to
his breast.
At that moment, Ruez, returning from the Plato to procure some
article which he had left behind, burst hastily into the room, and,
blushing like a young girl at the scene that met his eye, he was
about to retire hastily, when Lorenzo Bezan spoke to him, not the
least disconcerted; he felt too secure in his position to realize
any such feeling:
"Come hither, Ruez, we have just been speaking of you."
"Of me?" said the boy, rather doubtfully, as though he suspected
they had been talking of matters quite foreign to him.
"Yes, of you, Ruez," continued his sister, striving to hide a
tell-tale blush, as her eyes met her brother's. "I have been telling
General Bezan what a dear, good brother you have been to me--how you
have ever remembered all his kindnesses to me; while I have thought
little of them, and have been far from grateful.
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