I must hasten to the Palazzo
del Governo to make my statement of what has occurred. It is hard to
leave you, my Paolina--very hard to leave you, not knowing when or
under what circumstances I am likely to see you again."
"Ludovico, see me again!" shrieked the girl, as a new and dreadful
idea presented itself for the first time to her mind; "why--you will
come to me when you have spoken to the magistrates; you will tell me
what they say."
"I fear me, Paolina, that it will not be in my power to do that,"
returned Ludovico, with a melancholy smile. "Should they leave me at
liberty, of course I shall fly to you on the instant they dismiss
me. But, you must not expect that, my love. I shall be detained
doubtless, until--until the truth has been discovered respecting
this horrible tragedy. One kiss my own, own darling before we part."
She sprang into his opened arms with a bound; almost before the
words had quitted his lips, and clasped him to her heart with all
the strength she could exert. Then drawing herself a little back,
and placing her two little hands on the front of his shoulders; she
said, speaking with breathless hurry,--
"See now, my love, my only love. You must remember all the time,
that there is no hour of the day or night that I shall not be
thinking of you, and loving you all the time, always, always.
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