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And Ruffo--would he be happy?
She hoped so. She wanted him to be happy. He was such a dear, active
boy--such a real boy. What must it be like to have a brother? Gaspare
approved of Ruffo now, she thought; and Gaspare did not like
everybody, and was fearfully blunt in expressing his opinion. She
loved his bluntness. How delightfully his nose twitched when he was
pleased! Dear old Gaspare! She could never feel afraid of anything or
anybody when he was near. Monsieur Emile--the poems--the Marchesino
singing. She closed her eyes to think the better.
"Signorina! Signorina!"
Vere woke and sat up.
"Signorina!"
Gaspare was looking at her from his boat.
"Gaspare!"
She began to realize things.
"I was--I was thinking."
"Si, Signorina. I always think like that when I am in bed."
She laughed. She was wide awake now.
"How did you find me?"
"I met one of the fishermen. He had seen you row into the cave."
"Oh!"
She looked at him more steadily. His brown face was hot.


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