“If you wish to put it so. You must see for yourself that the play has gone far enough. However, it has been amusing, and we will at least part friends.”
She held out her hand; it was a mark of definite dismissal rather than a token of friendly forgiveness.
Tony bowed over her hand in perfect mimicry of the lieutenant’s manner. “Signorina, addio!” He gravely raised it to his lips.
She snatched her hand away quickly and without glancing at him turned toward the house. He let her cross half the terrace then he called softly:
“Signorina!”
She kept on without pausing. He took a quick step after.
“Signorina, a moment!”
She half turned.
“Well?”
“I beg of you—one little favor. There are two American ladies expected at the Hotel du Lac and I thought—perhaps—would you mind writing me a letter of recommendation?”