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Nevertheless, Sabina would at least have telegraphed, or sent a line from the station, or Sassi would have done it for her, for he was a man of business. After a long time, the Baroness suggested that if her husband knew Sassi's address, some one should be sent to his house to find out if he had gone out of town. "I have not the least idea where he lives," the Baron said.
"Yes," answered the old man regretfully. "I will go back again to the other side and wait for you." "I am so sorry," said Sabina untruthfully, but looking up with sympathy. "Take Signor Sassi back to the cellar," said Malipieri to Masin. "Then you can follow us." Sassi and Masin disappeared through the breach. Malipieri led the way into the dry well, where there was another light.
Old Sassi might not be able to get up the ladder, but once beyond the reach of social observation, he would trust Sabina to Malipieri and Masin for a quarter of an hour, and he could wait in the outer cellar. Malipieri had prepared him for this, and he had made no objection, only saying that he should like to see the treasure himself if it could possibly be managed.
Toto illustrated the simile with force and noise before drinking. Gigi's cunning face was wreathed in smiles. "You know nothing," he observed. "What is it?" asked Toto, with his glass in his hand and between two sips. "There was old Sassi, who was hurt, and the engineer's gaol-bird mason-servant. They were with him. It was all in the Messaggero this morning."
Malipieri paid no attention to this statement, for he knew the truth, and he went on to the end, telling everything, up to the moment when Volterra had at last quitted the palace that morning and had left him free. "Poor Sassi!" exclaimed the Princess, when he had finished. "He was a foolish old man, but he always seemed very willing. Is that all?" "Yes. That is all.
Just as he was beginning to give up the idea, he saw Sassi under the archway, in a tall hat, a black coat and gloves, and Malipieri was just visible for a moment as he came out too. He was unmistakably speaking to some one on his right, who was hidden from Toto's view by the projecting stonework. His manner was also distinctly deferential. The third person was probably Baron Volterra.
In him Sassi had still been able to respect those traditional Ciceronian virtues which were inculcated with terrific severity in the Roman youth of fifty years ago.
"There are places where you will have to be careful." "Then you will help me." She thought it would, be pleasant to rest her hand on his arm, where the way was not easy, and she knew instinctively that he hoped she would do so. They reached the floor of the cellar, and Masin walked in front, lighting the way. Sassi looked about him; he had been in the cellars two or three times before.
"I foresee," he said, "that the auditor will not let go his hold, and if M. Sassi does not succeed with him I advise you to speak to Marshal Botta." "I don't think that will be necessary; the auditor can't force me to pay." "He can do worse." "What can he do?". "He can make you leave Florence."
Sasso Sassi, the banker, had already paid Zanovitch six thousand sequins by my lord's orders. Medini came to see me, furious at not having been asked to join the party, while I congratulated myself on my absence. My surprise may be imagined, when, a few days after, a person came up to my room, and ordered me to leave Florence in three days and Tuscany in a week.
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