“After I knew her she married again,” I added. “The Count Salvi died before I knew her—a couple of years after their marriage.”
“Yes, I have heard that.”
“And what else have you heard?”
My companion stared at me; he had evidently heard nothing.
“She was a very interesting woman—there are a great many things to be said about her. Later, perhaps, I will tell you. Has the daughter the same charm?”
“You forget,” said my young man, smiling, “that I have never seen the mother.”
“Very true. I keep confounding. But the daughter—how long have you known her?”
“Only since I have been here. A very short time.”
“A week?”
For a moment he said nothing. “A month.”