"I do not tell you to go," she said.
Then Silvio moved a few steps nearer to her.
Suddenly Bianca started, as though rousing herself from a dream.
"What am I saying?" she exclaimed. "Of course you must go! You should never have come here. If they were to find you—alone with me—"
Silvio's eyes flashed.
"Yes," he said; "alone with you—at last!"
Bianca drew back from him.
"At last!" she repeated. Then she smiled. "Of course," she continued, "you wished to talk to me. Mademoiselle Durand told me—though I do not understand what I can do."
Silvio looked at her in bewilderment.
"You knew!" he exclaimed; "and yet—you do not understand what you can do? Donna Bianca," he added, earnestly, "please do not laugh at me. Surely you understand that you can do—everything—for me?"