Then Giuditta spoke hoarsely.
"The spirit is gone," she said.

"He will not answer any more questions to-day." "Can you not call it back ?" asked Bosio, anxiously, and peering into the blackness before him, as though hoping to see something.
"No.

When he is gone he never comes back for the same person.

He answered you many things, Signore.

You must have patience." He heard her rise, and a moment later the light dazzled him as he looked up and met her china blue eyes.