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Was she
deceiving herself, and had she really made up her mind to go to the
Scoglio before she left the island? No, she had come away mainly
because she felt the need of solitude, the difficulty of being with
Vere just for this one night. To-morrow it would be different. It
should be different to-morrow.
She saw a row of houses in the distance, houses of poor people, and
knew that she was nearing the road. Clothes were hanging to dry.
Children were playing at the edge of a vineyard. Women were washing
linen, men sitting on the doorsteps mending /nasse/. As she went by
she nodded to them, and bade them "Buona sera." They answered
courteously, some with smiling faces, others with grave and searching
looks--or so she thought.
The tunnel that runs beneath the road at the point where this path
joins it came in sight. And still Hermione did not know what she was
going to do. As she entered the tunnel she heard above her head the
rumble of a tram going towards Naples. This decided her.


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