‘It is not likely that I should, to such a husband!’ returned the girl.
‘Would you like to get away from him?’ asked the stranger.
‘Shouldn’t I!’ heartily exclaimed the girl; ‘but it’s impossible to manage that, as I’m locked in,’ she added sorrowfully.
‘It’s not so difficult as you think,’ rejoined the stranger. ‘Most likely there’s some picture or other on your wall.’
‘Oh, yes! a great big one with the fair Giuditta just ready with her pouch[5] to put Lofferno’s head in,’ answered the girl.
‘All right. You make a big hole behind the picture on your side, and when I hear by the sound where you are, I’ll make one on mine. And when our two holes meet, you can come through.’
‘Yes, that’s a capital plan; but the hunchback will soon come after me.’
‘Never mind, I will see to that; let’s make the hole first?’
‘Very well, I rely upon you, and will set to work immediately.’
‘Tell me first how I am to call you?’