"And the marriage will still take place to-morrow?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Most wonderful!"
"Is she not your wife?"
"So the legend says, my child!"
On they clambered over the rubbish. Bats whirred round the lantern.
"To-morrow I must go to the district town," said Baluzzi.
"Leave me here, to-morrow. I will dance in the barn with the peasants at the wedding."
The Italian gave his consent.
They rested themselves in the old watch tower, before commencing the still more toilsome path through the narrow passage to the shore of the lake.