"Shall we proceed to business?" he inquired, as though ignoring all the previous conversation. "I believe we have a great deal to do, and the time is passing."
San Giacinto made no reply, but rose gravely and made a gesture signifying that he would show the way to the study. Saracinesca made a show of refusing to go out first, then yielded and went on. San Giacinto waited at the door for Corona and Giovanni. "I will join you in a moment—I know the way," said the latter, remaining behind with his wife.
When they were alone he led her towards one of the windows, as though to be doubly sure that no one could hear what he was about to say. Then he stood still and looked into her eyes.
"Would you like us to accept such a favour from him?" he asked. "Tell me the truth."
"No," answered Corona without the least hesitation. "But I am sorry for San Giacinto. I think he is really trying to do right, and to be generous. He was hurt by your father's answer."
"If I thought it would give you pleasure to feel that we could go to
Saracinesca, I would try and make my father change his mind."
"Would you?" She knew very well what a sacrifice it would be to his pride.
"Yes, dear. I would do it for you."
"Giovanni—how good you are!"
"No—I am not good. I love you. That is all. Shall I try?"