In an instant he was at her side.

She was startled to see how pale he was and how suddenly his face seemed to have grown thin.

She stopped and he stood respectfully before her, cap in hand, looking down.
"Ruggiero," she said, "will you do me a service ?" "Yes, Excellency." "Yes, I know--but it is something especial.

You must tell no one--not even your brother." "Speak, Excellency--not even the stones shall hear it." "I want you to find out at the telegraph office whether your master has sent a telegram anywhere this morning.

Can you ask the man and bring me word here?
I will walk about under the trees." "At once, Excellency." He turned and left her, and she strolled up the path.