Rowland half expected him to proceed, with a little flash of long-repressed passion, "And now--and now, sir, they treat me as you observed the other day!" But the Cavaliere only looked out at him keenly from among his wrinkles, and seemed to say, with all the vividness of the Italian glance, "Oh, I say nothing more.

I am not so shallow as to complain!" Evidently the Cavaliere was not shallow, and Rowland repeated respectfully, "You are a devoted friend." "That 's very true.

I am a devoted friend.

A man may do himself justice, after twenty years!" Rowland, after a pause, made some remark about the beauty of the ball.
It was very brilliant.
"Stupendous!" said the Cavaliere, solemnly.

"It is a great day.