'Fool! answer for thyself.'
He was crushed immediately.
'By carrying it to the Duke?' he whispered fearfully.
'It is thy suggestion,' said Ludovico—'not for me to traverse. Well?'
'Ah! help me, Messer, for the Lord's sake. I turn in a maze.'
The Prince's thin mouth creased in the dark.
'Nay, 'tis no affair of mine,' he said. 'I am but friendship's deputy.'
Tassino almost whimpered, writhing about in helpless protest.
'He will thunder at me, "Whence reaches me this?"'
'Likely.'