“Where does he come from?” continued Sanders.
“St. Casciano, a small town in Tuscany.”
“Has he a family?”
“Only a sister, whom he loves dearly,” good-naturedly answered the girl.
“And no one else?” continued the seemingly garrulous old man.
“None that I have heard him speak of. No, certainly not,” rather impetuously replied Mildred.
“How old is he?” continued the old man. “Twenty-eight next month; why do you wish to know?” she quizzically asked.
“Simply idle curiosity,” old Sanders carelessly replied. “I wonder if he is in love with any one in Tuscany?”
“Of course not; how could he be?” quickly rejoined the girl.
“And why not?” added old Sanders.