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But he knew it was not Gaspare's voice he had heard. The net was drawn up now for the last time, and as soon as Delarey had dressed they set out to walk to the caves on the farther side of the rocks, where they meant to sleep till Carmela was about and ready to make the frittura.
"Well, you ought to know," said Lynn excitedly, "Does the money belong to your lawyer? Isn't it yours to be responsible for? Well, then if you are stealing some of it out of little Carmela and a lot of other little children and their mothers and fathers oughtn't you to know? Is your lawyer going to take the responsibility about it in the kingdom of heaven I should like to know?
Olive hastily picked up one of her shoes and flung it at them. It struck the vetturino just above the ear. "A nasty crack," she said. "His language is evidently frightful. It is a good thing I can't understand it, Carmela."
Her heart sank when she discovered this new maelstrom in her sea of troubles; but here was Carmela herself speaking to her, and in English: "So you are Iris Yorke!" the girl was saying. "I have heard so much of you, yet you are so utterly different from what I imagined." "You have heard of me?" repeated Iris, and surprise helped her to smile with something of her wonted self-possession.
San Benavides, never a demonstrative lover where Carmela was concerned, was a changed man. He was severely wounded during the fight, and Carmela nursed him assiduously, but there could be no doubt that he was under her thumb, and would remain there. The indications were subtle but unmistakable. Carmela even announced the date of their marriage.
A woman in the crowd came forward with a shawl for Carmela. So the hours passed. October can be cold enough sometimes in the Val d'Arno when the snow falls on the Apennines, and the woods of Vallombrosa are sere, and Florence, the flower city, lies then at the mercy of the winds. Mamie Whittaker, who, in her own phrase, "hated to be blown about anyhow," had not been out all day.
An hour later, Dom Corria and Carmela met in a corridor. They were discussing arrangements for a speedy move to the capital when Iris ran into them. Her face was flushed, and she had been crying. Much to Carmela's amazement, the English girl clasped her round the neck and kissed her.
Long before Carmela reached the finca, San Benavides stirred, groaned, squirmed convulsively, and raised himself on hands and knees. He turned, and sat down, feeling his head. "The spit-fire!" he muttered. "The she-devil! And that other! Would that I could wring her neck!" A sputtering of rifles crackled in the valley. There was a blurred clamor of voices.
"Which is the worse for us," laughed her brother, "since we can't beg pardon." The cold shoulder was manifested by a note of apology the next morning from Mr. White. He was too busy to go with Mr. Underwood to Santa Carmela on this day, but had sent the young quarry-man to act as guide, and his foreman as interpreter.
I distracted his attention." Carmela laughed in spite of herself. "Oh, Olive, and I thought you were so clever. Do you not understand that one can be jealous of a man one does not love? I know that though I am stupid. All Italians are jealous. You must remember that." "I am sorry," Olive said ruefully after a pause. "I see you are right. She will never believe that I wanted to help her.
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