She thought it not impossible that Nino, who was certainly poor, might be supporting himself by teaching Italian while studying for the stage, and she inwardly admired his sense and twofold talent if that were really the case.

But she was willing to torment him a little, seeing that she had the power.
"Signor Cardegna"-- she called him in her soft voice.

He turned quickly, and stood facing her, his arms crossed.
"You look like Napoleon at Waterloo, when you stand like that," she laughed.

He made no answer, waiting to see what she would do with her victory.

"It seems that you are sorry I have discovered you," she added presently, looking down at her hands.
"Is that all ?" he said, with a bitter sneer on his pale young face.
"Then, since you are sorry, you must have a reason for concealment," she went on, as though reflecting on the situation.