She interpreted ill the impatient and heavy sigh with which Viola greeted her praises of Glyndon, and her wonder that he had of late so neglected his attentions behind the scenes, and she exhausted all her powers of panegyric upon the supposed object of the sigh.

"And then, too," she said, "if nothing else were to be said against the other signor, it is enough that he is about to leave Naples." "Leave Naples!--Zanoni ?" "Yes, darling! In passing by the Mole to-day, there was a crowd round some outlandish-looking sailors.

His ship arrived this morning, and anchors in the bay.

The sailors say that they are to be prepared to sail with the first wind; they were taking in fresh stores.

They--" "Leave me, Gionetta! Leave me!" The time had already passed when the girl could confide in Gionetta.
Her thoughts had advanced to that point when the heart recoils from all confidence, and feels that it cannot be comprehended.