Part 64 (1/2)
They were going up the steps.
”Si, Signora. We have all been together.”
Hermione guessed that Gaspare had been playing chaperone, and loved him for it.
”And you heard the boat coming from the cliff?”
”I saw it pa.s.s under the Saint's light, Signora. I did not hear it.”
”Well, but it might have been a fisherman's boat.”
”Si, Signora. And it might have been your boat.”
The logic of this faithful watcher was unanswerable. They came up to the house.
”I think I'll go and see Ruffo,” said Hermione.
She was close to the door of the house, Gaspare stood immediately before her. He did not move now, but he said:
”I can go and tell the Signorina you are here, Signora. She will come at once.”
Again Hermione noticed a curious, almost dogged, excitement in his manner. It recalled to her a night of years ago when he had stood on a terrace beside her in the darkness and had said: ”I will go down to the sea. Signora, let me go down to the sea!”
”There's nothing the matter, is there, Gaspare?” she said, quickly.
”Nothing wrong?”
”Signora, of course not! What should there be?”
”I don't know.”
”I will fetch the Signorina.”
On that night, years ago, she had battled with Gaspare. He had been forced to yield to her. Now she yielded to him.
”Very well,” she answered. ”Go and tell the Signorina I am here.”
She turned and went into the house and up to the sitting-room. Vere did not come immediately. To her mother it seemed as if she was a very long time coming; but at last her light step fell on the stairs, and she entered quickly.
”Madre! How late you are! Where have you been?”
”Am I late? I dined at the little restaurant at the top of the hill where the tram pa.s.ses.”
”There? But you haven't been there all this time?”
”No. Afterwards I took the tram to Posilipo and came home by boat. And what have you been doing?”
”Oh, all sorts of things--what I always do. Just now I've been with Ruffo.”
”Gaspare told me he was here.”