She now held an
handkerchief to her face, and, notwithstanding her faintness,
continued to watch Madame Montoni, the violence of whose convulsions
was abating, till at length they ceased, and left her in a kind of
stupor.
'My aunt must remain quiet,' said Emily. 'Go, good Carlo; if we
should want your assistance, I will send for you. In the mean time,
if you have an opportunity, speak kindly of your mistress to your
master.'
'Alas!' said Carlo, 'I have seen too much! I have little influence
with the Signor. But do, dear young lady, take some care of
yourself; that is an ugly wound, and you look sadly.'
'Thank you, my friend, for your consideration,' said Emily, smiling
kindly: 'the wound is trifling, it came by a fall.'
Carlo shook his head, and left the room; and Emily, with Annette,
continued to watch by her aunt. 'Did my lady tell the Signor what
Ludovico said, ma'amselle?' asked Annette in a whisper; but Emily
quieted her fears on the subject.
'I thought what this quarrelling would come to,' continued Annette:
'I suppose the Signor has been beating my lady.
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