"You probably guess who has written to me," Orsino resumed. "It was
natural, perhaps, that she should have something to say, but what she
actually says, is more than I was prepared to hear."
Spicca's eyes grew less dull and he turned an inquiring glance on his
companion.
"When I tell you that in this letter, Madame d'Aranjuez has confided to
me the true story of her origin, I have probably said enough," continued
the young man.
"You have said too much or too little," Spicca answered in an almost
indifferent tone.
"How so?"
"Unless you tell me just what she has told you, or show me the letter, I
cannot possibly judge of the truth of the tale."
Orsino raised his head angrily.
"Do you mean me to doubt that Madame d'Aranjuez speaks the truth?" he
asked.
"Calm yourself. Whatever Madame d'Aranjuez has written to you, she
believes to be true. But she may have been herself deceived."
"In spite of documents--public registers--"
"Ah! Then she has told you about those certificates?"
"That--and a great deal more which concerns you.
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