He glanced at Salvatore.
"Oh, signore," said Gaspare, "they are outside the town in the watercourse that runs under the bridge—you know, that broke down this spring where the line is? They have only just finished mending it."
"I remember your telling me."
"And you were so glad the signora was travelling the other way."
"Yes, yes."
He spoke hastily. Salvatore was on his feet.
"What hour have we?"
Maurice looked at his watch.
"Half-past two already! I say, Salvatore, you mustn't forget the donkeys."
Salvatore came close up to him.