"Don't leave the house to-day."
"No, signore," said poor Lucrezia, in a deplorable voice.
"Mind, now! Don't go down to Marechiaro this afternoon."
There was an odd sound, almost of pleading, in his voice.
"No, signore."
"I trust you to be here—remember."
"Va bene, signorino!"
"Ah—a—a—ah!" shouted Gaspare.
They were off.
"Signorino," said Gaspare, presently, when they were in the shadow of the ravine, "why did you say all that to Lucrezia?"