"Did the elector suggest—" began Lucretia, reddening.
"Oh no, signora; he knows nothing of the little surprise I have prepared for you. It does not concern him at all."
"Then I am to suppose that Count Canossa, having gambled away my very home, this palace has become your property, and I am here on sufferance. How long may I remain?"
"How long may you remain in your own home! Signora, all that you see has been done for you, in your own name, and I hope you will do me the honor to accept it."
"From whom?"
"You shall learn as soon as we understand each other, signora."
"Then let us come to an understanding at once, for the Countess
Canossa does not receive princely gifts from strangers."
"Of course not, nor would a stranger take so unpardonable a liberty with a lady of her rank and birth. But before going further, let me assure you, signora, that you are under obligations to nobody for the little surprise I have prepared for you. Not in the least to me, for I am but the representative of him who begs your acceptance of it."
"You speak in riddles," said Lucretia, with a shrug. "But, at all events, I understand that this furniture, silver, and these rich dresses, are mine?"
"Assuredly yours, signora."