"Perfectly."
"Nothing I can do for you?"
"Nothing."
"I'll come back for the third race. I'm going now to bet. Good-bye."
And he went off with the light step of a liberated man. Anna watched him as he crossed the turf towards the weighing-stand.
She was surrounded by acquaintances, and they were all talking together. Being a bride, she received a good deal of attention; Dias was popular, and his popularity reflected itself upon her. Besides, people found her interesting, with her black, passionate eyes, the pure oval of her face, and her fresh red lips.
Luigi Caracciolo came up to where the sisters were seated.
"Cesare has deserted you?" he asked, jestingly.
"He's gone to bet. He'll soon come back," said Anna.