| Arethusa | [Frontispiece] |
| | FACING PAGE |
| He was talking with an old beggar woman. | [30] |
| She tenderly kissed the wrinkled face. | [44] |
| 'Yes,' replied the negress. 'Rustan is very affectionate. He
says that I am his Zoë, his "life," because he would surely
die of starvation without me!' | [66] |
| 'Tell me your story,' he said in a lower tone. 'Do not be afraid!
no one shall hurt you.' | [88] |
| 'Forty ducats!' cried Omobono, casting up his eyes, and preparing
to bargain for at least half an hour. | [94] |
| All sorts of confused thoughts crowded her brain, as Zeno sat
down on a seat beside the divan. | [108] |
| There was something so oddly fixed in his look and so dull in his
voice that Omobono began to fear that he might be a lunatic. | [128] |
| 'I know them,' Zoë answered. 'If I am not telling you the
truth, sell me in the market to-morrow.' | [164] |
| 'I did not mean to love you!' | [194] |
| The captain's wife obeyed, less frightened than she had been at
first. | [218] |
| Saw her sink down there exhausted, and draw a heavy silk shawl
across her body. | [240] |
| 'Tell me what you see,' she said to the maids. | [262] |
| 'Yes!' roared the Tartar. 'Ten thousand ducats! And if I do
not find the money in the house, you two must find it in
yours! Do you understand?' | [274] |
| Then, all at once, he felt that she had received one of those
inspirations of the practical sense which visit women who
are driven to extremities. | [310] |
| 'Am I not your bought slave?' she asked. 'I must obey.' | [352] |