Volume I Part 33 (1/2)
”Yes, the angel-roses Oh, coel-roses!”
and he ran down the bank of grass, and over the lawn aleeful i a whit to what they alluded; and I only marvelled that no one ca to retain hiirl who had so expressed herself in , as tothe corner of the pavilion, we came into the shadow of a lovely walk planted and arched with lindens It ran from a side door of the school house to an indefinite distance We turned into this grove, and there again we found hi!” he exclairound ”Oh! that scent of scents, and sweetest of all sweetnesses, the linden flower! You hold with me there, I think?”
”Yes, entirely; and yet it seeh to promise, not to be, all sweetness”
”I do not hold with you there All that is se cherish for itself,--or I do,--and I could not be jealous of any other sweetness when one sweetness filled up ht; but I did not express it, even to myself, as it now occurs to me,--”_that_ is the difference between your two teh that he could taste all sweetness in every sweetness, even here; _she_--younger, weaker, frailer--could only lose herself between the earth and heaven, and dared not cherish any sweetness to the ut
”And this conservatory,--how do you use it?”
”We do not use it generally; we may walk round it: but on state occasions refreshments are served there to our professors and their friends I daresay it will be so to-day”
”There will be people in there, you mean? In that case I think I shall reo in and look at the picture for me”
”Is it a picture, sir? But I cannot see it for you; I should be afraid I wish you would cohtened lest Aronach should pounce upon you,--is it not?”
I laughed ”A little, sir”
”Well, in that case I _will_ co,--pretty room!”
We stopped at the conservatory door It was rather large, and very long; a table down the centre was dressed with flowers, and overflowing dishes decked the board There were no seats, but a narroalk ran round, and over this the foreign plants were grouped richly, and with excelling taste The roof was not curtained with vine-leaves, as in England, but it was covered with the irandiflora, which made the seness of its type, and gave to all the exotics an air of hoth, there were several persons all turned fro, one by one, until we reached that end, the odors of jasmine and tuberose were heavy upon every breath I felt as if I must faint until we attained that point where a cool air entered; refreshi+ng, though itself just out of the hottest sunshi+ne I had alh arched doors on either hand half open andAll were looking at the picture, and I instantly refrained fro by invisible cords to the framework of the conservatory, and thence depended About it and around it clustered the deep purple bells and exquisite tendrils and leaves of the maurandia, while the scarlet passion-flower lories, but forsmiles from fretted urns or vases; but around the frame, and so close to the picture as to hide its other fra noon so see colors The picture itself was divine as painting can render its earthly ideal, so strictly significant of the set rules of beauty All know the ”Saint Cecilia” of Raphael d'Urbino; this was one of the oldest copies, and was the greatest treasure of the coant sum by the president fro I did not clearly conorant to tahtened me as I stood by her side Of those who stood there I concluded the most part had already refreshed thelasses, and in a few nized our companion, and that with a reverential impressiveness it charmed me to behold It ht and simple manner, for he had wholly put aside the awful serene reserve that had controlled the crowd in public Milans-Andre happened to be there; I beheld hi hold upon that aruide as if away fro his hand upon the table, inquired with politeness for a court,--
”Where is your wife? Is she here to-day? I want to show her to a young gentleman”
Milans-Andre looked down upon hih not tall himself ”She is here, but not in here I left her with the Baroness Silberung Cohly flattered”
”No, I ae of Where is Professor Aronach?”
”In the coe,--with you, too, it appears, Chevalier”
”With lad!”
He stepped back to us
”I do not believe that any one can , Carlomein!”
Oh, that name, that dear investht that day
”I suppose, sir, I have so to do with it”
Before he could reply, Milans-Andre had turned back, and with scornful colass dish of ices dressed with ice-plant He looked revengeful, too, as he helped hi, Chevalier?” while filling a plate with the pink-frozen strawberry
”Oh! I could eat it, if I would; for who could resist that rose-colored snow? But I have no tio find Aronach, for I dreamed I should find him here”