That was impossible, and she listened to what he said. It was merely
the small talk of a man of the world who knows that he is expected to
say something not altogether dull, and takes pains to be agreeable,
but Sabina felt all through it a sort of sympathy which she missed
very much in the Volterra household, the certainty of fellowship which
people who have been brought up in similar surroundings feel when they
meet in an atmosphere not their own.
A few minutes after he had come, a servant opened the door and said
that the Baron wished to speak to the Baroness at the telephone. She
rose, hesitated a moment and went out, leaving the two young people
together.
"I have seen Sassi," said Malipieri in a low voice, as soon as the
door was shut.
"Yes," answered Sabina, with a little interrogation.
She was very much surprised to hear a slight tremor in her own voice
as she uttered the one word.
"I like him very much," Malipieri continued. "He is a good friend to
you. He said that if anything of importance happened he would come and
see you."
"I shall be glad," Sabina said.
"Something is happening, which may bring him. Be sure to see him
alone, when he comes."
"Yes, but what is it? What can possibly happen that can make a
difference?"
Malipieri glanced at the door, fearing that the Baroness might enter
suddenly.
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