“You want the boat, Signora?”

“Yes, Gaspare.”

He leaped down the steps and stood beside her.

“Where do you want to go?”

She hesitated. Then she looked him straight in the face and said:

“To Mergellina.”

He met her eyes without flinching. His face was quite calm.

“Shall I row you there, Signora?”

“I meant to go to the village, and walk up and take the tram.”

“As you like, Signora. But I can easily row you there.”