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Maurice did not know it, but the fisherman had caught sight of his comrades of Catania drinking in a roadside wine-shop, and had stopped to show them the note for a hundred francs, and to make them understand the position of affairs between him and the forestiere. Gaspare was talking eagerly to Amedeo about the things that were likely to be put up for sale at the auction.
Next time Aurora saw Gerald it was on Viale Principe Amedeo she waved to him. He did not see it. He was just aware of a victoria coming down the middle of the street he was preparing to cross and of something fluttering, but that it concerned him he did not suspect. Then suddenly the victoria, like a huge Jack-in-the-box, shot up a figure, and he recognized Mrs.
To wrest Custoza from the hold of the Italians was to the Austrians on the 24th of June 1866, what the taking of the crest of Solferino had been to the French on the 24th of June 1859. La Marmora in person led the Grenadiers into action; they proved worthy of their reputation, but after losing a great many men, Prince Amedeo being among the wounded, they were obliged to retreat.
But he knew where his girl and Maurice were, and that Gaspare and Amedeo were with them. And he knew, too, that the Inglese's signora had come back. He told the news to the fishermen. "To-night, when he gets home, his 'cristiana' will be waiting for him. Per Dio! it is over for him now. We shall see little more of him."
A week later came the news that Amedeo of Savoy, the younger son of that brave old Victor Emmanuel, who faced the curse of a pope, had been declared King of Spain. Amedeo of Savoy, Duke of Aosta, was not a second-rate man. He was brave, honest, and a gentleman qualities to which the throne of Spain had been stranger while the Bourbons sat there.
Gaspare's pockets were bulging, and he walked carefully, carrying in his hands a tortured-looking parcel. "Dov'è il mio padrone?" he asked, as he and Amedeo pushed through the dense throng. "Dov'è il mio padrone?"
The organ struck up again and Amedeo took hold of Gaspare by the waist. "Maddalena, come out with me." She followed him. She was tired. Festivals were few in her life, and the many excitements of this long day had told upon her, but her fatigue was the fatigue of happiness. They sat down on a wooden bench set against the outer wall of the house.
"Wine, cameriere, wine!" "You must not drink wine with the pasta, signorino!" cried Gaspare. "Only afterwards, with the vitello." "Have you ordered vitello? Capital! But I've finished my pasta and I'm thirsty. Well, what do you want to buy at the auction, Gaspare, and you, Amedeo, and you Salvatore?"
At what hour would he be there? It would be very late, perhaps nearly at dawn, in the cold, still, sad hour when vitality is at its lowest. And Hermione? Would she be sleeping? How would they meet? How would he ? "Andiamo! Andiamo!" He cried out almost angrily. "Which is the way?" "All the auctions are held outside the town, signore," said Amedeo. "Follow me."
She was impulsive. It was just the sort of thing she might do. She would do it. He was sure she would do it. He looked at the watercourse hard. The crowd of people was not very far off. He thought he detected the form of Gaspare. Yes, it was Gaspare. He and Amedeo were on the outskirts of the crowd near the railway bridge.
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