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On the following morning Muzio came to breakfast; he seemed pleased, and greeted Valeria merrily. She answered him with confusion,— scrutinised him closely, and was startled by that pleased, merry face, those piercing and curious eyes. Muzio was about to begin his stories again … but Fabio stopped him at the first word.
“Evidently, thou wert not able to sleep in a new place? My wife and I heard thee playing the song of last night.”
“Yes? Did you hear it?”—said Muzio.—”I did play it, in fact; but I had been asleep before that, and I had even had a remarkable dream.”
Valeria pricked up her ears.—”What sort of a dream?” inquired Fabio.
“I seemed,” replied Muzio, without taking his eyes from Valeria, “to see myself enter a spacious apartment with a vaulted ceiling, decorated in Oriental style. Carved pillars supported the vault; the walls were covered with tiles, and although there were no windows nor candles, yet the whole room was filled with a rosy light, just as though it had all been built of transparent stone. In the corners Chinese incense-burners were smoking; on the floor lay cushions of brocade, along a narrow rug. I entered through a door hung with a curtain, and from another door directly opposite a woman whom I had once loved made her appearance. And she seemed to me so beautiful that I became all aflame with my love of days gone by….”
Muzio broke off significantly. Valeria sat motionless, only paling slowly … and her breathing grew more profound.
“Then,” pursued Muzio, “I woke up and played that song.”
“But who was the woman?” said Fabio.
“Who was she? The wife of an East Indian. I met her in the city of
Delhi…. She is no longer among the living. She is dead.”
“And her husband?” asked Fabio, without himself knowing why he did so.
“Her husband is dead also, they say. I soon lost sight of them.”
“Strange!” remarked Fabio.—”My wife also had a remarkable dream last night—which she did not relate to me,” added Fabio.
But at this point Valeria rose and left the room. Immediately after breakfast Muzio also went away, asserting that he was obliged to go to Ferrara on business, and that he should not return before evening.
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