She found also Taquisara's plain cards,--'Sigismondo Taquisara,'-- without so much as a title, and in the corner were the usual two letters in pencil, strong and clear, but just the same as those on all the others.

Somehow, she knew that she had looked through them all, in order to find his and Gianluca's.

The letters on the latter's bit of pasteboard were in a feminine hand--probably his mother's.

Veronica's lip curled a little scornfully, but then she looked suddenly grave--perhaps he had been too ill to come himself, and if so, she was sorry for him and would not laugh at him.

As for Taquisara, he was so unlike other men, that she had unconsciously expected something different to be visible on his card.
The lonely girl spent as much of her time as possible in reading.