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Something had suddenly made her
feel unaccustomed to Vere. It might be the words of Gaspare, the
expression in the round eyes of the Marchesino, or something new, or
newly apparent, in Vere. She did not know. But she did know that now
the omission of Artois to mention Vere in his letter seemed to add to
the novelty of the child for her.
That seemed strange, yet it was a fact. How absolutely mysterious are
many of the currents of our being, Hermione thought. They flow far off
in subterranean channels, unseen by us, and scarcely ever realized,
but governing, carrying our lives along upon their deeps towards the
appointed end.
Gaspare saw that his Padrona was not quite as usual, and looked at her
with large-eyed inquiry, but did not at first say anything. After tea,
however, when Hermione was sitting alone in the little garden with a
book, he said to her bluntly:
"Che ha Lei?"
Hermione put the book down in her lap.
"That is just what I don't know, Gaspare."
"Perhaps you are not well.


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