Then she glanced at the Baroness's sallow and angry face, and
she partly understood the position.
"Thank you," she said proudly, "but if you do not mind, I will go to
my mother directly. You will perhaps be so kind as to have my things
sent to the Embassy, or my mother's maid will come and get them."
"You cannot go looking like that," said the Baroness severely.
"On the contrary," Volterra interposed, "I think that considering your
dangerous adventure, you look perfectly presentable. Of course, we
quite understand that as the Princess has returned, you should wish to
go back to her at once, though we are very sorry to let you go."
Sabina paused a moment before answering. Then she spoke to the
Baroness, only glancing at Volterra.
"Until to-day, you have been very kind to me," she said with an
effort. "I thank you for your kindness, and I am sorry that you think
so badly of me."
"My dear young lady," cried the Baron, lying with hearty cordiality,
"you are much mistaken! I assure you, it was only a momentary
misapprehension on the part of my wife, who had not even spoken with
Signor Malipieri. His explanation has been more than satisfactory. Is
it not so, my dear?" he asked, turning to the Baroness for
confirmation of his fluent assurances.
"Of course," she answered, half choking, and with a face like thunder;
but she dared not disobey.
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