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And she could not help glancing hastily round.
She met the large round eyes of the Marchesino, eyes without subtlety
though often expressive.
"No, Signora," he said, smiling at her, rather obviously to captivate
her by the sudden vision of his superb teeth--"La Bruna is safe
to-night."
"La Bruna?"
"The Madonna del Carmine."
They talked of the coming festa.
Vere was rather quiet, much less vehement in appearance and lively in
manner than she had been at the Marchesino's dinner. Artois thought
she looked definitely older than she had then, though even then she
had played quite well the part of a little woman of the world. There
was something subdued in her eyes to-night which touched him, because
it made him imagine Vere sad. He wondered if she were still troubled
about her mother, if she had fulfilled her intention and asked Gaspare
what he thought. And he longed to ask her, to know what Gaspare had
said. The remembrance of Gaspare made him say to Hermione:
"I gave orders that Gaspare was to have a meal here.


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