The night had fallen long since and they were nearing Florence.
“Don’t forget to change at Empoli,” he said. “I will send my man on as far as that to look after you. Will you let me kiss you?”
“Yes.”
He came over and sat on the seat by her side. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you,” he said gently, and then, seeing her pale, he drew back. “No, I won’t. It would not be fair. Oh, I beg your pardon! It will be enough for me to remember how good you were.”
The train passed into the lighted station, and he stood up and took his hat and coat from the rack before he turned to her once more.
“Good-bye.”
CHAPTER IV
“Has anyone seen our cousin?” asked Gemma as she helped herself to spaghetti.