“I can’t help it. I hate Vere’s growing up.”
“Few things can remain unchanged for long. This sea will be unrecognizable before we return.”
Gaspare met them on the landing with solemn eyes.
“There is going to be a great storm, Signora,” he said. “It is coming from Ischia.”
“So Don Emilio thinks. But we will take wraps, and we are going in a launch. It will be all right, Gaspare.”
“Shall I come with you, Signora?”
“Well, Gaspare, you see it is the Marchese’s launch—”
“If you would like me to come, I will ask the Signore Marchese.”
“We’ll see how much room there is.”
“Si, Signora.”