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"I am a man, Signorina," he observed, quietly. "And I do not speak
till I know. Why should I? And I was at your baptism. When we came
back to the house I put five lire on the bed to bring you luck,
although you were not a Catholic. But it is just the same. Your Saint
will take care of you."
"Well, but if I am almost a woman--what then, Gaspare?"
"Signorina?"
"Mustn't I play about any more? Mustn't I do just what I feel inclined
to, as I did in the grotto just now?"
"Three is no harm in that, Signorina. I was only joking then. But--"
He hesitated, looking at her firmly with his unfaltering gaze.
"But what? I believe you want to scold me about something. I am sure
you do."
"No, Signorina, never! But women cannot talk to everybody, as children
can. Nobody thinks anything of what children say. People only laugh
and say 'Ecco, it's a baby talking.' But when we are older it is all
different. People pay attention to us. We are of more importance
then."
He did not mention Ruffo.


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