'We must talk of something in Forli. The only thing I hear for certain is that he insulted you, and you were prevented from getting satisfaction.'
'That will come later.'
She lowered her voice and took my arm.
'But my brother tells me that Checco d'Orsi has made you promise to do nothing.'
'I shall get my revenge—having to wait for it will only make it sweeter.'
Then, supposing she had nothing further to say to me, I stood still, as if expecting her to leave me. She looked up suddenly.
'Am I incommoding you?' she said.
'How could you!' I replied gallantly.
'I thought you wanted to get rid of me.'
'How can such an idea have entered your head? Do you not see that all men lie humble at your feet, attentive to every word and gesture?'