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D that he had suddenly grown reserved and bashful; and he made this and
their other interviews provokingly short. She had hoped to have found in
him an impetuous and impassioned lover--one who needed but the
opportunity to pluck the ripe fruit so temptingly held out to him; but
she found him, instead, an apparently cold and passionless man, taking
no advantage of his intimacy with her, and treating her with a distant
respect that precluded all hope in her bosom of a successful amour. In
vain did the beautiful wanton assail him with inviting glances and
seductive smiles; in vain did she, while in his presence, recline upon
the sofa in attitudes of the most voluptuous abandonment; in vain did
she, as if unconsciously, display to his gaze charms which might have
moved an anchorite--a neck and shoulders of exquisite proportions, and a
bosom glowing and swelling with a thousand suppressed fires. He
withstood all these attacks, and remained calm and unmoved. When she
gave him her hand to kiss at parting, he would merely raise it to his
lips, and leave her with a cold 'adieu.' 'He is
cold--senseless--unworthy of my regard; I will see him no more,' said
Julia to herself. Yet when the image of the handsome Italian arose
before her, so calmly noble, so proudly composed, her resolution forsook
her, and she felt that he held her, heart and soul, under some strange
and magical fascination. 'Yes, I love him,' she cried, bursting into a
passionate flood of tears--'devotedly, madly love him. Oh, why am I the
suppliant slave of this cold stranger? why cannot I entice him to my
arms? Distraction: my most consummate art fails to kindle in his icy
breast a single spark of the raging fire that is consuming me!' It may
be proper to mention that Mr. Hedge knew nothing of the Italian's visits
to his wife; for Julia received him in a private parlor of her own, and
there was no danger of interruption. The old gentleman passed most of
his evenings in his library; and having implicit faith in the integrity
of his wife, he allowed her to spend her evenings as she chose. One
evening Signor Montoni visited Julia rather earlier than u
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