"Oh, my best! oh, my dearest! pause--reflect!" was her mama's cry; but she swept past her in stately silence, passed through the door which Colonel Dent held open, and we heard her enter the library.
— Aspettate, riflettete, angiolo mio! — esclamò la madre. Bianca passò in silenzio dinanzi alla madre, oltrepassò la porta e la sentimmo entrare nella biblioteca.