I had not meant by my private ejaculation that I must myself cultivate the soil of the tangled enclosure which lay beneath the windows, but the lady who came toward me from the distance over the hard, shining floor might have supposed as much from the way in which, as I went rapidly to meet her, I exclaimed, taking care to speak Italian: “The garden, the garden — do me the pleasure to tell me if it’s yours!”
She stopped short, looking at me with wonder; and then, “Nothing here is mine,” she answered in English, coldly and sadly.
“Oh, you are English; how delightful!” I remarked, ingenuously. “But surely the garden belongs to the house?”
“Yes, but the house doesn’t belong to me.” She was a long, lean,moncler mens jackets, pale person, habited apparently in a dull-colored dressing gown, and she spoke with a kind of mild literalness. She did not ask me to sit down, any more than years before (if she were the niece) she had asked Mrs. Prest, and we stood face to face in the empty pompous hall.
“Well then, would you kindly tell me to whom I must address myself? I’m afraid you’ll think me odiously intrusive, but you know I MUST have a garden — upon my honor I must!”
Her face was not young, but it was simple; it was not fresh, but it was mild. She had large eyes which were not bright, and a great deal of hair which was not “dressed,” and long fine hands which were — possibly — not clean. She clasped these members almost convulsively as, with a confused, alarmed look, she broke out, “Oh, don’t take it away from us; we like it ourselves!”
“You have the use of it then?”
“Oh, yes. If it wasn’t for that!” And she gave a shy, melancholy smile.
“Isn’t it a luxury, precisely? That’s why, intending to be in Venice some weeks, possibly all summer, and having some literary work, some reading and writing to do, so that I must be quiet,moncler clerance, and yet if possible a great deal in the open air — that’s why I have felt that a garden is really indispensable. I appeal to your own experience,” I went on, smiling. “Now can’t I look at yours?”
“I don’t know, I don’t understand,” the poor woman murmured,air jordans for sale, planted there and letting her embarrassed eyes wander all over my strangeness.
“I mean only from one of those windows — such grand ones as you have here — if you will let me open the shutters.” And I walked toward the back of the house. When I had advanced halfway I stopped and waited, as if I took it for granted she would accompany me. I had been of necessity very abrupt, but I strove at the same time to give her the impression of extreme courtesy. “I have been looking at furnished rooms all over the place, and it seems impossible to find any with a garden attached. Naturally in a place like Venice gardens are rare,cheap moncler clerance. It’s absurd if you like, for a man, but I can’t live without flowers.”
“There are none to speak of down there.” She came nearer to me, as if, though she mistrusted me, I had drawn her by an invisible thread. I went on again, and she continued as she followed me: “We have a few, but they are very common. It costs too much to cultivate them; one has to have a man.”
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