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Giulia came.
"Oh, Giulia," Hermione said, "will you please ask Peppina to come to
my sitting-room. I want to speak to her for a moment."
"Si, Signora."
Giulia looked at her Padrona, then added:
"Signora, I am sure I was right. I am sure that girl has the evil
eye."
"Giulia, what nonsense! I have told you often that such ideas are
silly. Peppina has no power to do us harm. Poor girl, we ought to pity
her."
Giulia's fat face was very grave and quite unconvinced.
"Signora, since she is here the island is not the same. The Signorina
is not the same, you are not the same, the French Signore is not the
same. Even Gaspare is different. One cannot speak with him now.
Trouble is with us all, Signora."
Hermione shook her head impatiently. But when Giulia was gone she
thought of her words about Gaspare. Words, even the simplest, spoken
just before some great moment of a life, some high triumph, or deep
catastrophe, stick with resolution in the memory. Lucrezia had once
said of Gaspare on the terrace before the Casa del Prete: "One cannot
speak with him to-day.


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