“The signora has not seen?”
“No.”
“Under the house. There is deep water there. One can swim for five minutes without coming out into the open.”
“I should like to see that place. Can I get out of the boat there?”
“Si, signora. There is a staircase leading into the piazza by the waterfall.”
“Then row in.”
“Si, signora.”
He was beginning to sing again, but suddenly he stopped, looked over his shoulder and listened.
“What is it?” she asked quickly.
“There is a boat, signora.”