"Have you seen Salvatore, signore?"
"No—yes."
"You have seen him?"
"Not to speak to. When I came down the cottage was shut up. I waited—"
"You hid, signore?"
Maurice's face flushed. An angry word rose to his lips, but he checked it and laughed, remembering that he had to deal with a boy, and that Gaspare was devoted to him.
"Well, I waited among the trees—birbante!"
"And you saw Salvatore?"
"He came out and went down to the fishing."
"Salvatore is a terrible man. He used to beat his wife Teresa."