"Where do you want to go?"
She hesitated. Then she looked him straight in the face and said:
"To Mergellina."
He met her eyes without flinching. His face was quite calm.
"Shall I row you there, Signora?"
"I meant to go to the village, and walk up and take the tram."
"As you like, Signora. But I can easily row you there."
"Aren't you tired after being out so early this morning?"
"No, Signora."
"Did you go far?"
"Not so very far, Signora."
Hermione hesitated. She knew Gaspare had been to Mergellina. She knew
he had been to see Ruffo's mother. If that were so her journey would
probably be in vain. In their conflict Gaspare had struck the first
blow. Could anything be gained by her going?
Gaspare saw, and perhaps read accurately, her hesitation.
"It will get very hot to-day, Signora," he said, carelessly.
His words decided Hermione. If obstacles were to be put in her way she
would overleap them. At all costs she would emerge from the darkness
in which she was walking.
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