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"We'll see how much room there is."
"Si, Signora."
He went down to receive the launch.
"Emile," Hermione said, as he disappeared, "can you understand what a
comfort to me Gaspare is? Ah, if people knew how women love those who
are ready to protect them! It's quite absurd, but just because Gaspare
said that, I'd fifty times rather have him with us than go without
him."
"I understand. I love your watch-dog, too."
She touched his arm.
"No one could ever understand the merits of a watch-dog better than
you. That's right, Maria; we shall be safer with these."
The Marchesino stood at the foot of the cliff, bare-headed, to receive
them. He was in evening dress, what he called "smoking," with a flower
in his button-hole, and a straw hat, and held a pair of white kid
gloves in his hand. He looked in rapturous spirits, but ceremonial.
When he caught sight of Artois on the steps behind Hermione and Vere,
however, he could not repress an exclamation of "Emilio!"
He took Hermione's and Vere's hands, bowed over them and kissed them.


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