You can see them, can't you ?" She herself could see them well.

And it was her desire to be near Dario, the constant flight of her thoughts to him that now made her picture him at table with the others.

Her heart was down below, and there was nothing there that she could not see, and hear, and smell, with such keenness of the senses did her love endow her.

"Giacomo," she resumed, "you are to go down and tell his Eminence that we are longing to taste his figs, and that it will be very kind of him if he will send us such as he can spare." Again, however, did Donna Serafina intervene, recalling her wonted severity of voice: "Giacomo, you will please stay here." And to her niece she added: "That's enough childishness! I dislike such silly freaks." "Oh! aunt," Benedetta murmured.

"But I'm so happy, it's so long since I laughed so good-heartedly." Pierre had hitherto remained listening, enlivened by the sight of her gaiety.