Thank Heaven, you are come; and the contessina, too! Your most humble servant, signorina." I bowed low and Hedwig bent a little forward, but the moon was just behind her, and I could not see her face.
"I did not think we should meet so soon, Signor Grandi.

But I am very glad." There was a sweet shyness in the little speech that touched me.
I am sure she was afraid that it was not yet quite right, or at least that there should be some other lady in the party.
"Courage, Messer Cornelio," said Nino.

"Mount your donkey, and let us be on our way." "Is not the contessina tired ?" I inquired.

"You might surely rest a little here." "Caro mio," answered Nino, "we must be safe at the top of the pass before we rest.

We were so unfortunate as to wake his excellency the Baron Benoni out of some sweet dream or other, and perhaps he is not far behind us." An encounter with the furious Jew was not precisely attractive to me, and I was on my donkey before you could count a score.