"I don't know! Perhaps!"
He drew a little nearer.
"And why sad?"
She gave a quick sigh, and turned from the glories of the night.
"I have only two days more in Venice. Isn't that reason for being sad?"
"But why leave Venice?"
"My husband is leaving."
He smiled faintly.
"And is he such a tyrant that you must go where he goes?"
She laughed involuntarily.