He stared at her.
“Your servant, Signora?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know what she is, where she comes from? But no, it is impossible.”
“I know all about Peppina, Marchese,” Hermione replied, quietly.
“Truly? Ah!”
His large round eyes were still fixedly staring at her.
“Good-bye, Signora!” he said. “Thank you for a very charming colazione. And I shall look forward with all my heart to the evening you have kindly suggested.”
“I shall write directly I have arranged with Don Emilio.”
“Thank you! Thank you! A rivederci, Signora.”