She accompanied him in silence as far as the end of the Piazzetta.

There, when the full view of the moonlit Lagoon revealed itself, she stopped him as he turned towards the Riva degli Schiavoni.

'I have something to ask you.

I want to wait and think.' She recovered her lost idea, after a long pause.
'Are you going to sleep in the room to-night ?' she asked.
He told her that another traveller was in possession of the room that night.

'But the manager has reserved it for me to-morrow,' he added, 'if I wish to have it.' 'No,' she said.