Valentine laughed.
"And who, think you, was my second woman, then, lord? Isotta d'Este? Nay, I will satisfy you."
"Indeed, lady," began de Lana hastily, but Valentine cut him short.
"Come here, Costanza."
The girl came forward.
"Now hold the torch higher, Adrian," laughed Valentine.
The light fell on Costanza's face.
"Is that Isotta d'Este, Giannotto?" she asked.
"Nay," smiled the secretary.