It fell out as Nino had anticipated, and when he told me all the details, some time afterwards, it struck me that he had shown an uncommon degree of intelligence in predicting that the old count would ride alone that day.

He had, indeed, so made his arrangements that even if the whole party had come out together nothing worse would have occurred than a postponement of the interview he sought.

But he was destined to get what he wanted that very day, namely, an opportunity of speaking with Von Lira alone.
It was twelve o'clock when he left me, and the mid-day bell was ringing from the church, while the people bustled about getting their food.

Every old woman had a piece of corn cake, and the ragged children got what they could, gathering the crumbs in their mothers' aprons.

A few rough fellows who were not away at work in the valley munched the maize bread with a leek and a bit of salt fish, and some of them had oil on it.