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Artois, who was walking quickly towards the lift, stopped. He looked
at Gaspare.
"A lady!" he said.
"Shall I go back to the Piazza, Signore?"
He half turned towards the swing door.
"Wait a minute. Come up-stairs first and see the Signora."
The lift ascended. As Artois opened the door of his sitting-room he
heard a woman's dress rustle, and Hermione stood before them.
"Vere?" she said.
She laid her hand on his arm.
"Gaspare!"
There was a sound of reproach in her voice. She took her hand away
from Artois.
"Gaspare?" she repeated, interrogatively.
"Signora!" he answered, doggedly.
He did not lift his eyes to hers.
"You have lost the Signorina?"
"Si, Signora."
He attempted no excuse, he expressed no regret.
"Gaspare!" Hermione said.
Suddenly Artois put his hand on Gaspare's shoulder. He said nothing,
but his touch told the Sicilian much--told him how he was understood,
how he was respected, by this man who had shared his silence.
"We thought they might be here," Artois said.


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