In that time Taquisara had said all he had to say.

Veronica made a little movement, a very slight indication that she would presently leave her seat.

Gianluca started and suddenly gazed earnestly into her face, so that she turned her head and met his eyes.
"Please do not go yet!" he cried in a low and earnest voice that had real entreaty in it.
"No," she answered quickly.

"I am not going.

But I must go soon.