I never knew what it cost Nino to overcome the scruples of the sindaco about marrying a strange couple from Rome in that outlandish place, where the peasants stared at us as though we had been the most unnatural curiosities, and even the pigs in the street jogged sullenly out of our way as though not recognising that we were human.
At all events, the thing was done, and Hedwig von Lira became for the rest of her life Edvigia Cardegna.

And I felt very guilty.

The pair went down the steps of the house together in front of me, and stopped as they reached the street; forgetting my presence, I presume.

They had not forgotten me so long as I was needed to be of use to them; but I must not complain.
"We can face the world together now, my dear lady," said Nino, as he drew her little hand through his arm.

She looked up at him, and I could see her side face.