“Put it away in your writing-desk or your jewel-case. And when you want it you can cash it on sight at any branch of the Bank of Italy—or, indeed, at any moneychanger’s.”
She folded it carefully, and slowly placed it in her purse, while he, glancing at her furtively and seeing that possession of such a sum had given her confidence, suddenly exclaimed—
“And now let me tell you the real reason why I am here.”
Chapter Twelve.
Concerns some Curious Instructions.
“Well?” she asked, as he paused and looked at her. “Why are you in Bologna?”
“I am here,” he answered, “for the purpose of sending you to England.”
“To England!” she echoed, half rising from her chair.