"As you wish," he said, suddenly consenting. "Give orders to the servants to make ready."
And, to avenge himself, he neglected her utterly during the last two or three days, going off constantly with Laura.
On the eve of their departure Luigi Caracciolo called, to make his adieux. He found Anna alone.
"Good evening, Signora Dias," he said, and the commonplace words had an inflection of melancholy.
"Good evening. You've not gone to the farewell dance at the Vittoria?"
"I have no farewells to give except to you."
"Farewell, then," she said, seating herself near him.
"Farewell," he murmured, smiling, and looking into her eyes. "But we shall meet again within a fortnight."
"I don't know whether I shall be receiving so soon. I don't know whether I shall receive at all."