Gaspare held out his hand.
"I will go and look for a fisherman, Signorina."
"But I must come with you. I must keep with you."
She held on to his arm.
"I'm not a coward. But I can't--I can't--"
"Si, Signorina! Si, Signorina!"
He took her hand and held it. They went to the door. When he put out
his other hand to open it Vere shivered.
"If we can't do anything, let us go down quickly, Gaspare!"
"Si, Signorina. We will go quickly."
He opened the door and they went out.
In the Pool of the Saint there was no boat. They went to the crest of
the island and looked out over the sea. Not far off, between the
island and Nisida, there was a boat. Gaspare put his hands to his
mouth and hailed her with all his might. The two men in her heard, and
came towards the shore.
A few minutes later, with money in their pockets, and set but cheerful
faces, they were rowing with all their strength in the direction of
Naples.
That afternoon Artois, wishing to distract his thoughts and quite
unable to work, went up the hill to the Monastery of San Martino.
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