“You will take a carriage to the hotel, or a tram?”
“The tram, I think. It passes the door here.”
He glanced at her and added:
“I noticed that the cabin of the launch is very small, and as Gaspare is with you—”
“Oh, of course!” she said quickly. “It would be ridiculous for you to come all the way back with us. Besides, there is not room in the cabin.”
She did not know why, but she felt guilty for a moment. Yet she had done nothing.
“There is the rain,” said Artois.
They were just entering the outer room from which the terrace opened.
“Vere!” called Hermione.
As she called the lightning flashed again, and showed her Vere and the Marchesino running in from the darkness. Vere was laughing, and looked more joyous than before.