Is she a hypocrite?
Or is she tormented by doubt-divining, not divining-believing, not believing in-her mother?
Is she underhand in any case, with her eyes the color of the sea?
Has she the ambiguous mind at once of a Russian and an Italian ?...

This would be a solution of the problem, that she was a girl of extraordinary inward energy, who, both aware of her mother's intrigues and detesting them with an equal hatred, had planned to precipitate the two men upon each other.

For a young girl the undertaking is great.

I will go to the Countess's to-morrow night, and I will amuse myself by watching Alba, to see...

If she is innocent, my deed will be inoffensive.