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Roma watched them for a moment, and then said: "You don't like my Judas?

Neither do I. You're right--it is disgusting."

And taking up in both hands a piece of thin wire, she cut the clay

across, and the upper part of it fell face downward with a thud on to

the floor.

The Princess, who stood by the side of the Baron, offered him her

sympathy, and he answered in his icy smile: "But these artists are all slightly insane, you know. That is an evil

which must be patiently endured, without noticing too much the ludicrous

side of it."

Then, stepping up to Roma, and handing back the portrait, the Baron

said, with a slight frown: "I must thank you for a very amusing afternoon, and bid you good-day."

The others looked after him, and interpreted his departure according to

their own feelings. "He is done with her," they whispered. "He'll pay

her out for this." And without more ado they began to follow him.

Roma, flushed and excited, bowed to them as they went out one by one,

with a politeness that was demonstrative to the point of caricature. She

was saying farewell to them for ever, and her face was lighted up with a

look of triumphant joy. They tried to bear themselves bravely as they

passed her, but her blazing eyes and sweeping curtseys made them feel as

if they were being turned out of the house.

When they were all gone, she shut the door with a bang, and then turning

to David Rossi, who alone remained, she burst into a flood of hysterical

tears, and threw herself on to her knees at his feet.

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"David!" she cried.

"Don't do that. Get up," he answered.

His thoughts were in a whirl. He had been standing aside, trembling for

Roma as he had never trembled for himself in the hottest moments of his

public life. And now he was alone with her, and his blood was beating in

his breast in stabs.

"Haven't I done enough?" she cried. "You taunted me with my wealth, but

I am as poor as you are now. Every penny I had in the world came from

the Baron. He allowed me to use part of the revenues of my father's

estates, but the income was under his control, and now he will stop it

altogether. I am in debt. I have always been in debt. That was my

benefactor's way of reminding me of my dependence on his bounty. And now

all I have will be sold to satisfy my creditors, and I shall be turned

out homeless."