She did not feign surprise when he came up to her.
“So you fish at night?” she said. “I thought the divers for frutti di mare did not do that.”
“Signorina, I have been taken into the boat of Mandano Giuseppe.”
He spoke rather proudly, and evidently thought she would know of whom he was telling her. “I fish for sarde now.”
“Is that better for you?”
“Si, Signorina, of course.”
“I am glad of that.”
“Si, Signorina.”
He stood beside her quite at his ease. To-night he had on a cap, but it was pushed well off his brow, and showed plenty of his thick, dark hair.
“When did you see me?” she asked.