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Confidence, Paperback / softback Book

Confidence Paperback / softback

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It was in the early days of April; Bernard Longueville had been spending the winter in Rome.

He had travelled northward with the consciousness of several social duties that appealed to him from the further side of the Alps, but he was under the charm of the Italian spring, and he made a pretext for lingering.

He had spent five days at Siena, where he had intended to spend but two, and still it was impossible to continue his journey.

He was a young man of a contemplative and speculative turn, and this was his first visit to Italy, so that if he dallied by the way he should not be harshly judged.

He had a fancy for sketching, and it was on his conscience to take a few pictorial notes.

There were two old inns at Siena, both of them very shabby and very dirty.

The one at which Longueville had taken up his abode was entered by a dark, pestiferous arch-way, surmounted by a sign which at a distance might have been read by the travellers as the Dantean injunction to renounce all hope.

The other was not far off, and the day after his arrival, as he passed it, he saw two ladies going in who evidently belonged to the large fraternity of Anglo-Saxon tourists, and one of whom was young and carried herself very well.

Longueville had his share-or more than his share-of gallantry, and this incident awakened a regret.

If he had gone to the other inn he might have had charming company: at his own establishment there was no one but an aesthetic German who smoked bad tobacco in the dining-room.

He remarked to himself that this was always his luck, and the remark was characteristic of the man; it was charged with the feeling of the moment, but it was not absolutely just; it was the result of an acute impression made by the particular occasion; but it failed in appreciation of a providence which had sprinkled Longueville's career with happy accidents-accidents, especially, in which his characteristic gallantry was not allowed to rust for want of exercise.

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