They were now close to the entrance of the Home, though still out in the open road.
“Beppo,” said Lily very gently, “I should like to say good-bye to you here.”
“Certainly, if you wish it,” he said, and then he added: “Forgive me for saying I hope you will not go in and begin work at once. You do not know how ill and tired you look, Lily. I shall never forgive myself for having told you that horrible tale!”
“I know you meant it in all kindness,” she said.
And then, all at once, she added something which astonished the young man, for, “I’ve changed my mind,” she said tremulously. “I’d rather you came with me through the grounds to the front door. I feel so frightened, Beppo.”
“But of course!” he said quickly. “I am enchanted to be in your company a little longer!”
They walked up through some beautiful flowering shrubs till they stood at the door of the house. A few moments later it was opened by the matron.
She uttered an exclamation of surprise.
“I thought you wouldn’t mind my coming rather earlier than I said,” said Lily. “My luggage will be sent on this afternoon.”
She turned round, and held out her hand to Beppo Polda. He took it in his. “Good-bye!” he said. “Good-bye, Lily—or rather—I should say au revoir.”