"Pray set your mind at rest.
Del Ferice or any other man would have been quite justified in calling me out for it--but it was not for that.

It was not on account of you." It would have been hard to say whether Donna Tullia's face expressed more clearly her surprise or her disappointment at the intelligence.

Perhaps she had both really believed herself the cause of the duel, and had been flattered at the thought that men would fight for her.
"Oh, I am very glad--it is a great relief," she said, rather coldly.

"Are you going to the ball to-night ?" "No; I cannot dance.

My right arm is bound up in a sling, as you see." "I am sorry you are not coming.