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"Perhaps I may come again?" he said, quickly, with a sudden hardness,
a fighting sound in his voice. "One evening in the cool. Or do I bore
you?"
"No; do come."
Hermione felt rather guilty, as if they had been inhospitable, she and
Vere; though, indeed, only Vere was in fault.
"Come and dine one night, and I shall ask Don Emilio."
As she spoke she looked steadily at her guest.
"He was good enough to introduce us to each other, wasn't he?" she
added. "We must all have an evening together, as we did at Frisio's."
The Marchesino bowed.
"With pleasure, Signora."
They came into the house.
As they did so Peppina came down the stairs. When she saw them she
murmured a respectful salutation and passed quickly by, averting her
wounded cheek. Almost immediately behind her was Vere. The Marchesino
looked openly amazed for a moment, then even confused. He stared first
at Hermione, then at Vere.
"I am sorry, Madre; I was kept for a moment," the girl said. "Are you
coming up-stairs?"
"The Marchese says he must go, Vere.


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