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There were two
sliding doors to the cabin, one opening into the bows of the launch,
the other into the stern. He got up, looking very grave and rather
confused, and opened the former. The wind rushed in, carrying with it
spray from the sea. At the same moment there was a loud tapping on the
glass behind them. Vere looked round. Gaspare was crouching down with
his face against the pane. She put her ear to the glass by his mouth.
"Signorina, you must not go into the bows," he called. "If you will
come out, come here, and I will take care of you."
He knew Vere's love of the sea and understood her desire.
"Go, Vere," said Hermione.
The Marchesino shut the door and stood by it, bending and looking
doubtful.
"I will stay here with the Marchese. I am really too old to face such
a tempest, and the Marchese has no coat. He simply can't go."
"But, Signora, it does not matter! I am ready."
"Impossible. Your clothes would be ruined. Go along, Vere! Turn up
your collar."
She spoke almost as if to a boy, and like a gay boy Vere obeyed her
and slipped out to Gaspare.


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