"Which is your hotel ?" "The Castello-a-Mare.

It is delightful," said Beth.
He nodded, as if pleased.

Then, folding his cloak about him, he murmured "adios!" and stalked away without another word or look.
"Queer fellow," remarked Uncle John.
The shopkeeper drew a long breath and seemed relieved.
"Il Duca is unusual, signore," he replied.
"Duke!" cried the girls, in one voice.
The man seemed startled.
"I--I thought you knew him; you seemed friends," he stammered.
"We met Signor Valdi on shipboard," said Uncle John.
"Valdi?
Ah, yes; of course; the duke has been to America." "Isn't his name Valdi ?" asked Beth, looking the man straight in the eyes.

"Has he another name here, where he lives ?" The shopman hesitated.
"Who knows ?" was the evasive reply.

"Il Duca has many names, but we do not speak them.