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"I think I'll go over to the village," she said; "and walk up to the
road and take the tram."
"Will you, Madre?"
Hermione saw in Vere's eyes that the girl was waiting for something.
"I'll go by myself, Vere," she said. "I should be bad company to-day.
The black dog is at my heels."
She laughed, and added:
"If I am late in coming back, have dinner without me."
"Very well, Madre."
Vere waited a moment; then as if desiring to break forcibly through
the restraint that bound them put out her hand to her mother's and
said:
"Why don't you go to Naples and have dinner with Monsieur Emile? He
would cheer you up, and it is ages since we have seen him."
"Only two or three days. No, I won't disturb Emile. He may be
working."
Vere felt that somehow her eager suggestion had deepened the
constraint. She said no more, and Hermione presently crossed over to
the mainland and began her walk to the road that leads from Naples to
Bagnoli.
Where was she going? What was she really about to do?
Certainly she would not adopt the suggestion of Vere.


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