"
"Si, Signore."
At that moment Gaspare understood much of what was in Artois's mind.
He relied upon Artois. He trusted him--and this fact, of Gaspare's
trust and reliance upon him, added now to that feeling of ardor that
had risen up in Artois, gave him courage, helped to banish completely
that punishing sensation which had condemned him to keep away from
Hermione as one unworthy to approach her, to touch even the hem of her
grief.
No need to tell Gaspare to row quickly. With all his strength he
forced the boat along through the calm sea.
"Keep near the shore, Gaspare!"
"Si, Signore."
Only the first quarter of the young moon was visible in the sky. It
cast but a thin and distant glint of silver upon the waters. By the
near shore the dimness of this hour was unbroken by any light,
unstirred by any sound except the withdrawn and surreptitious murmur
of the sea. The humped shapes of the low yellow rocks showed
themselves faintly like shapes of beasts asleep. In the distance,
lifted above the sea, two or three flames shone faintly.
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