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"But-- Good-night!"
He turned away.
"A rivederci, Emilio!" called the Marchesino.
"--derci!"
The last syllables only came back to them through the wind and the
rain.
"Take my arm, Signorina."
"Grazie, it is all right like this."
"Ma--"
"I am quite covered, really, thank you."
She hurried on, smiling, but not taking his arm. She knew how to be
obstinate.
"Ma Signorina--mais Mademoiselle--"
"Gaspare! Is Madre all safe in the launch?"
Vere glided from under the Marchesino's umbrella and sought the shade
of Gaspare's. Behind, the Marchesino was murmuring to himself
Neapolitan street expressions.
"Si, Signorina."
Gaspare's face had suddenly lighted up. His Padroncina's little hand
was holding tightly to his strong arm.
"Take care, Signorina. That is water!"
"Oh, I was nearly in. I thought--"
He almost lifted her into the launch, which was rising and falling on
the waves.
"Madre! What a night!"
Vere sank down on the narrow seat of the little cabin.


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