It is interesting--I feel like a heroine in a book--a man dying for love of me, whom I scarcely know! It is too ridiculous! He must be in love with my fortune, as my aunt says that so many people are." "No, dear," said Bianca, gravely, "do not say that.

It is for yourself, and he does not need your fortune." "I did not mean to say anything unkind," answered Veronica.

"But I scarcely know him--and I have heard nothing about it.

Have they spoken of the marriage ?" "Yes." They were interrupted by a servant, who came quickly down from the house.

The man asked if the princess would receive Baron Taquisara.
Bianca ordered him to be admitted, and told the man to ask Ghisleri to come back from the stables.
"Do you know Taquisara ?" she asked Veronica.
"A Sicilian?
With a bronze face and fiery eyes?
I have seen him once or twice at balls, I think.