'Yes. Why not? You say that there is a church on the place, or a chapel. I will say mass there for the household on Sundays, and keep you company on week-days. You will be lonely when San Giacinto comes back. Besides, after what has happened, I hate to think that you are down there alone among strangers.'
'Have you nothing to keep you in Rome?' asked Orsino, much tempted by the offer.
'Nothing in the world.'
'There will be no piano at Camaldoli.'
'I suppose there is an organ in your church, is there not?'
'No. There is probably one in the church of Santa Vittoria. You could go and play on it.'
'How far is it?'
'Three-quarters of a mile, I was told.'
'As far as from the Piazza di Venezia to the Piazza del Popolo.'
'Less. That is a mile, they always used to say, when the loose horses ran the race in carnival.'