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She was certain of that.
"Never mind, Gaspare," she said gently. "But I like you to come and
say good-night to me. I am accustomed to that, and I miss it if you
don't come."
"Si, Signora," he said, in a very low voice.
He turned a little away from her, and made a small noise with his nose
as if he had a cold.
"Gaspare," she said, with an impulse to be frank, "I saw Ruffo
to-night."
He turned round quickly. She saw moisture in his eyes, but they were
shining almost fiercely.
"He told me something about his Patrigno. Did you know it?"
"His Patrigno and Peppina?"
Hermione nodded.
"Si Signora; Ruffo told me."
"I gave the boy something for his mother."
"His mother--why?"
There was quick suspicion in Gaspare's voice.
"Poor woman! Because of all this trouble. Her husband is in prison."
"Lo so. But he will soon be out again. He is 'protected.' "
"Who protects him?"
But Gaspare evaded the answer, and substituted something that was
almost a rebuke.
"Signora," he said, bluntly, if I were you I would not have anything
to do with these people.


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