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of his helplessness. But now I was recovering. And naturally the
first thing I remembered was the fact that I was going to sea.
"You have heard, Rose," Dona Rita said at last with some
impatience.
The girl waited a moment longer before she said:
"Oh, yes! There is a man waiting for Monsieur in the hall. A
seaman."
It could be no one but Dominic. It dawned upon me that since the
evening of our return I had not been near him or the ship, which
was completely unusual, unheard of, and well calculated to startle
Dominic.
"I have seen him before," continued Rose, "and as he told me he has
been pursuing Monsieur all the afternoon and didn't like to go away
without seeing Monsieur for a moment, I proposed to him to wait in
the hall till Monsieur was at liberty."
I said: "Very well," and with a sudden resumption of her extremely
busy, not-a-moment-to-lose manner Rose departed from the room. I
lingered in an imaginary world full of tender light, of unheard-of
colours, with a mad riot of flowers and an inconceivable happiness
under the sky arched above its yawning precipices, while a feeling
of awe enveloped me like its own proper atmosphere. But everyilai：
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