She laughed happily.
"But poor Lucrezia is not in paradise," she said. "Ah, why can't every one be happy when one is happy one's self? I always think of that when I——"
She did not finish her sentence in words. Her look at the two men concluded it. Then she turned and went into the house.
"What is the matter with Lucrezia?" asked Artois.
"Oh, she—she's in love with a shepherd called Sebastiano."
"And he's treating her badly?"
"I'm afraid so. He went to the Lipari Isles, and he doesn't come back."
"A girl there keeps him captive?"
"It seems so."
"Faithful women must not expect to have a perfect time in Sicily," Artois said.