she appreciated, and now I seemed to let her perceive that all this had been a bribe a bribe—to make her turn in some way against her aunt. She was of a yielding nature and capable of doing almost anything to please a person who was kind to her; but the greatest kindness of all would be not to presume too much on this. It was strange enough, as I afterwards thought, that she had not the least air of resenting my want of consideration for her aunt's character, which would have been in the worst possible taste if anything less vital (from my point of view) had been at stake. I don't think she really measured it. 'Do you mean that she did something bad?' she asked in a moment.
'Heaven forbid I should say so, and it's none of my business. Besides, if she did,' I added, laughing, 'it was in other ages, in another world. But why should she not destroy her papers?'
'Oh, she loves them too much.'
'Even now, when she may be near her end?'
'Perhaps when she's sure of that she will.'
'Well, Miss Tita,' I said, 'it's just what I should like you to prevent.'
'How can I prevent it?'
'Couldn't you get them away from her?'
'And give them to you?'
This put the case very crudely, though I am sure there was no irony in her intention. 'Oh, I mean that you might let me see them and look them over. It isn't for myself; there is no personal avidity in my desire. It is simply that they would be of such immense interest to the public, such immeasurable importance as a contribution to Jeffrey Aspern's history.'
