"
He too was silent. Then he asked, "Why don't you go and see it? If you
knew the mother so well, why don't you call upon the daughter?"
"From what you tell me I am afraid."
"What have I told you to make you afraid?"
I looked a little at his ingenuous countenance. "The mother was a very
dangerous woman."
The young Englishman began to blush again. "The daughter is not," he
said.
"Are you very sure?"
He didn't say he was sure, but he presently inquired in what way the
Countess Salvi had been dangerous.
"You must not ask me that," I answered "for after all, I desire to
remember only what was good in her." And as we walked back I begged him
to render me the service of mentioning my name to his friend, and of
saying that I had known her mother well, and that I asked permission to
come and see her.
9th.--I have seen that poor boy half a dozen times again, and a most
amiable young fellow he is. He continues to represent to me, in the most
extraordinary manner, my own young identity; the correspondence is
perfect at all points, save that he is a better boy than I. He is
evidently acutely interested in his Countess, and leads quite the same
life with her that I led with Madame de Salvi. He goes to see her every
evening and stays half the night; these Florentines keep the most
extraordinary hours.
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