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I won't be a moment."
"Grazie, Signora."
Hermione went away to the house. The perfect naturalness and
simplicity of the boy appealed to her. She was pleased, too, that he
had not told all this to Vere. It showed a true feeling of delicacy.
And she was sure he was a good son. She went up to her room, got two
ten lira notes, and went quickly back to Ruffo, who was standing upon
the bridge.
"There, Ruffo," she said, giving them to him. "These are for your
mother."
The boy's brown face flushed, and into his eyes there came an
expression of almost melting gentleness.
"Oh, Signora!" he said.
And there was a note of protest in his voice.
"Take them to her, Ruffo. And--and I want you to promise me something.
Will you?"
"Si, Signora. I will do anything--anything for you."
Hermione put her hand on his shoulder.
"Be very, very kind to your poor mother, Ruffo."
"Signora, I always am good for my poor mamma."
He spoke with warm eagerness.
"I am sure you are. But just now, when she is sad, be very good to
her.


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