"Yes, I am quite sure of it." Marietta took the specimen and poured it out, set down the ladle on the brick work, and watched the cooling glass, expecting to see what she had often seen before.

But her face changed, in a look of wonder and delight.
"Zorzi!" she exclaimed.

"Look! Look! See what a colour!" "I cannot see well," he answered, straining his neck.

"Wait a minute!" he cried, as Marietta took the tongs.

"I see now! We have got it! I believe we have got it! Oh, if I could only walk!" "Patience--you shall see it.