“He will do. You can keep house here.”
“May I not come?”
“I shall only stay one night at Centurano.”
“Then you will return to-morrow?”
“Of course. Arrivederci, Giulietta.”
“The Madonna be with you, Signorina; never fear, all will be right here.”
She accompanied her as far as the stairs. Caterina went away without looking back, with rhythmic step, and veil drawn down over her eyes.
“The Madonna be with you, and give you a good journey and a speedy return.”
“Good-bye, Giulietta.”
The latter went, however, to look after her mistress from the window of the anteroom that overlooked the courtyard. Caterina entered her carriage without turning to look behind her, and said to the coachman: