No answer.

"Signorina!" he said again, coming across the empty street and standing under the window, which might have been thirty feet from the ground.
"Hush!" came a whisper from above.
"I thank you with all my soul for listening to me," he said, in a low voice.

"I am innocent of that of which you suspect me.

I love you, ah, I love you!" But at this she left the window very quickly.

She did not close it, however, and Nino stood long, straining his eyes for a glimpse of the white face that had been there.