On the floor there was a heap
of straw, over which some skins were thrown. There were no chairs, nor
was there any table.
"Scusa me," said Girasole, "miladi, for dis accommodazion. It gifs me
pain, but I promise it sall not be long. Only dis day an' dis night
here. I haf to detain you dat time. Den we sall go to where I haf a
home fitter for de bride. I haf a home wharra you sall be a happy
bride, mees--"
"But I don't want to stay here _at all_ in such a horrid place," said
Minnie, looking around in disgust.
"Only dis day an' dis night," said Girasole, imploringly. "Aftaire you
sall have all you sall wis."
"Well, at any rate, I think it's very horrid in you to shut me up
here. You might let me walk outside in the woods. I'm so _aw_fully
fond of the woods."
Girasole smiled faintly.
"And so you sall have plenty of de wood--but to-morra. You wait here
now. All safe--oh yes--secura--all aright--oh yes--slip tonight, an'
in de mornin' early you sall be mine. Dere sall come a priest, an' we
sall have de ceremony."
"Well, I think it was very unkind in you to bring me to such a horrid
place. And how can I sit down? You _might_ have had a chair. And look
at poor, darling Kitty. You may be unkind to me, but you needn't make
_her_ sit on the floor. You never saved _her_ life, and you have no
right to be unkind to her."
"Unkind! Oh, mees!--my heart, my life, all arra youairs, an' I lay my
life at youair foot."
"I think it would be far more kind if you would put a chair at poor
Kitty's feet," retorted Minnie, with some show of temper.
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