Belle K. (Belle Kendrick) Abbott

Capitolo 83

"No, my love, I slightly came that it was probable that I didn't disturb her;  come to
thanks for the sweet music that in this beginning in the morning sound-so
paradisiacal, I will say me. You play me anything other as dessert and he/she offers in payment of a debt as
the sonata that you have ended as soon as, and then it comes here and he/she sits close to
me;  I have anything to tell him."

"With all of my heart, son-in-laws", Leah responded, while rising and turning
through a mass of music. "Will it be a song father?"

"From all the means, my darling."

And drawing before the worn-out pages of the "Adelaide" of Beethoven, the
young the girl's reseated her, and it sang.

The tender words of his/her father as the of malaugurio, "I have
anything to tell him", frightened Leah and it provoked the ropes of love
and it fears to wave wildly inside his/her breast. She still concealed her/it
deeper feelings and sing-one wonder, bravely, pleasant-the tender,
abducting in ecstasy love-ditty what she knew it was his/her father it is favorite. The
melody died away, the ropes relaxed and they made to keep silent their sweetness, and
Leah turned verse his/her father, while attending the words of the recommendation
what he always gave to his/her shows. But he was silent.
Made to sit on a near couch from, the Mr. Mordecai introduced a striking
I wait that suffered it observed Leah. He was dressed in his
morning-suit of crimson, decorated with gilded hemming and it brought a
scarlet beret that becomes gaily repaired on its head;  a gilded
bow it hung from the beret close to the thoughtful face and the
mean-snowy beard that scattered as a silky binge on his/her breast.
Its head was mean-dissuaded, and the black and acute eyes seemed to remain
immovably on the central figure on the luxurious tapestry. He was
so absorbed that he didn't hold account of the cessation of the music, neither it was
he woke up from his/her extraction up to Leah he made to sit close to him
and says:

"Now, son-in-laws, I am ready to feel her/it."

"Forgive me, daughter if I seem forgetful of Your fascinating song;