The Torrents Of Spring
The Torrents Of Spring
The Torrents Of Spring
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now!’ he felt. ‘Why, I am one of the family now!’ And he actually stood<br />
behind the counter, and actually kept shop, that is, sold two little girls,<br />
who came in, a pound of sweets, giving them fully two pounds, and only<br />
taking half the price from them.<br />
At dinner he received an official position, as betrothed, beside Gemma.<br />
Frau Lenore pursued her practical investigations. Emil kept laughing<br />
and urging Sanin to take him with him to Russia. It was decided that<br />
Sanin should set off in a fortnight. Only Pantaleone showed a somewhat<br />
sullen face, so much so that Frau Lenore reproached him. ‘And he was<br />
his second!’ Pantaleone gave her a glance from under his brows.<br />
Gemma was silent almost all the time, but her face had never been<br />
lovelier or brighter. After dinner she called Sanin out a minute into the<br />
garden, and stopping beside the very garden-seat where she had been<br />
sorting the cherries two days before, she said to him. ‘Dimitri, don’t be<br />
angry with me; but I must remind you once more that you are not to consider<br />
yourself bound … ’<br />
He did not let her go on… .<br />
Gemma turned away her face. ‘And as for what mamma spoke of, do<br />
you remember, the difference of our religion – see here!… ’<br />
She snatched the garnet cross that hung round her neck on a thin cord,<br />
gave it a violent tug, snapped the cord, and handed him the cross.<br />
‘If I am yours, your faith is my faith!’ Sanin’s eyes were still wet when<br />
he went back with Gemma into the house.<br />
By the evening everything went on in its accustomed way. <strong>The</strong>y even<br />
played a game of tresette.<br />
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