"Very well," he said. "I will not go with her."
"It is best so," answered Spicca, leaving the door and returning to his seat.
"I suppose that she will let you know where she is, will she not?" asked Orsino.
"Yes. She will write to me."
"Good-night, then."
"Good-night."
Without shaking hands, and almost without a glance at the old man, Orsino left the room.