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Well--" She gave a little sigh, throwing up her
pretty chin. "A letto si va!"
And she vanished.
When she had gone Hermione thought she too would go to bed. She was
very tired. She ought to go. Yet now she suddenly felt reluctant to
go, and as if the doings of the day for her were not yet over. And,
besides, she was not going to sleep well. That was certain. The dry,
the almost sandy sensation of insomnia was upon her. What was the
matter with Gaspare to-night? Perhaps he had had a quarrel with some
one at Mergellina. He had a strong temper as well as a loyal heart.
Hermione went to a window. The breeze from Ischia touched her. She
opened her lips, shut her eyes, drank it in. It would be delicious to
spend the whole night upon the sea, like Ruffo. Had he gone yet? Or
was he in the boat asleep, perhaps in the Saint's Pool? How interested
Vere was in all the doings of that boy--how innocently, charmingly
interested!
Hermione stood by the window for two or three minutes, then went out
of the room, down the stairs, to the front door of the house.


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