"Ah!" Canon Percival said, "I believe I did say so, but, Dorothy, can you wait to hear what it is?"
"I don't know," Dorothy said, doubtfully, "I don't know; it can't be anything very happy."
"Well, I advise you to wait," Canon Percival said.
Dorothy looked up at her uncle, and said,—
"Is it that his dear dead little body has been found?"
But Canon Percival only repeated, "I advise you to wait."
"How long?"
"Till we all go back to England."
They were at Giulia's house now. She was sitting on the doorstep, netting so fast, and such a big brown net lay in a heap behind her. Anton was the first to see the visitors, and exclaimed,—
"Madre! madre mia! la signorina!"