The others looked at us with inquiring glances--at her, at Filippo and at me.

With a fresh laugh Filippo turned to me.
"Confess now, am I not right ?" he asked good-humouredly.
"Magnificent," I murmured in tones of protest, "ask yourself the question.

Was it a likely thing that the Lord Giovanni would enlist the services of his jester in such a task ?" "Give me a straightforward answer," he insisted.

"Am I right or wrong ?" "I am giving you more than a straightforward answer, my lord," I still evaded him, and more boldly now.

"I am setting you on the high-road to solve the matter for yourself by an appeal to your own good sense and reason.