"To be sure all was ready for you and the signore."
"Gaspare! Go at once. We will go to bed, too. Shall we, Maurice?"
"Yes. I'm ready."
Just as they were going up the steps into the house, he turned to take a last look at the night. Far down below him over the terrace wall he saw a bright, steady light.
"Is that on the sea, Hermione?" he asked, pointing to it. "Do they fish there at night?"
"Oh yes. No doubt it is a fisherman."
Gaspare shook his head.
"You understand?" said Hermione to him in Italian.
"Si, signora. That is the light in the Casa delle Sirene."
"But no one lives there."