Thus passed the fourth anniversary of the Clown’s death.
CHAPTER XXII
SORRENTO
Two days after her visit to Posilipo Nancy came back from her singing-lesson to discover John Kenrick at the pensione.
“I found that I could get away from England for a few days,” he announced. “And I thought I’d come and ascertain for myself how you really were getting on.”
“Very badly,” Nancy told him.
“So your last letter implied. But Gambone always errs on the side of discouragement. I’m going to have a chat with him on the way back to Bertolini’s. Will you dine with me there to-night? Or, no, wait a minute. I’ll come down and fetch you, and we’ll eat at a more native restaurant and go to the opera, or are you tired of the opera?”
Nancy had to confess that she had not yet been to San Carlo.
Kenrick was astonished.
“I couldn’t very well go alone, and I haven’t had anybody I could ask to go with me,” she explained.