If your undertaking had been for that, that was not at least what came of it." "You received then nothing at all ?" The Prince looked vague and grave, almost retrospectively concerned.
"Nothing but an apology for empty hands and empty pockets; which was made me--as if it mattered a mite!--ever so frankly, ever so beautifully and touchingly." This Amerigo heard with interest, yet not with confusion.

"Ah, of course you couldn't have minded!" Distinctly, as she went on, he was getting the better of the mere awkwardness of his arrest; quite as if making out that he need SUFFER arrest from her now--before they should go forth to show themselves in the world together--in no greater quantity than an occasion ill-chosen at the best for a scene might decently make room for.

He looked at his watch; their engagement, all the while, remained before him.

"But I don't make out, you see, what case against me you rest--" "On everything I'm telling you?
Why, the whole case--the case of your having for so long so successfully deceived me.

The idea of your finding something for me--charming as that would have been--was what had least to do with your taking a morning together at that moment.