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Updated: May 6, 2025
Hermione looked at her watch. "Nearly eight o'clock. An hour still before supper." "I've got everything ready." "To-night we've only cold things, haven't we? You made us a very nice collazione. The French signore praised your cooking, and he's very particular, as French people generally are. So you ought to be proud of yourself." Lucrezia smiled, but only for an instant.
He must not allow himself to be overwhelmed. Nevertheless, there came presently a moment which brought with it a sense of fear. Hermione got up to go into the house. "I must see what Lucrezia is doing," she said. "Your collazione must not be a fiasco, Emile." "Nothing could be a fiasco here, I think," he answered. She laughed happily. "But poor Lucrezia is not in paradise," she said.
Some time passed, and presently she heard a noise upon the terrace. She got up softly, went into the sitting-room, and looked out. Lucrezia was laying the table for collazione. "Is it half-past one already?" she asked. "Si, signora." "But the padrone is still asleep!" "So is Gaspare in the hay. Come and see, signora." Lucrezia took Hermione by the hand and led her round the angle of the cottage.
"And so he's been inquiring about me? Well, let's run back to déjeuner or collazione, as they call it here in Italy, I believe." An hour later we drew up again at the hotel, and Her Highness disappeared within.
"The others did." "And you?" "I couldn't sleep, so I went out on to the beach. But I'll tell you all that presently. You won't be shocked, Hermione, if I take a siesta now? I'm pretty well done grandly tired, don't you know. I think I could get a lovely nap before collazione." "Come in, my dearest," she said. "Collazione a little late, Lucrezia, not till half-past one."
"Oh, we sometimes have the people of the hills to see us," said Hermione. "But we don't call them 'visitors. As to fishermen here they are!" She pointed to her husband and Gaspare. "But they eat all the fish they catch, and we never see the fin of even one at the cottage." Collazione was ready now. Hermione helped Artois up from his chaise longue, and they went to the table under the awning.
Maurice made no answer to this challenge, but Artois covered his silence, and kept the talk going on safe topics till Gaspare came to the terrace to lay the cloth for collazione. It was past noon now, and the heat was brimming up like a flood over the land.
"Get breakfast, Lucrezia," Hermione said. "We'll have it on the terrace. And presently we must have a talk. The sick signore is coming up to-day for collazione. We must have a very nice collazione, but something wholesome." "Si, signora." Lucrezia went away to the kitchen thankfully. She had heard bad news of Sebastiano yesterday in the village.
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