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Orsino took the proffered seat without any remark. Madame d'Aragona's expression did not change, though she was perfectly well aware that Gouache had intended to correct her manner of addressing the young man. The latter was slightly annoyed. What difference could it make? It was tactless of Gouache, he thought, for the lady might be angry. "Are you spending the winter in Rome, Madame?" he asked.
"The fact is confirmed by the observations of many centuries. Even in my own experience it has occurred forty-seven times in succession." Orsino laughed a little, and as Madame d'Aragona's eyes met his, the red lips smiled, without parting. "He is always laughing at me," she said pleasantly. Gouache was painting with great alacrity. The smile was becoming to her and he caught it as it passed.
Is that the way you talk to your compatriots?" "It would not be true. But they would contradict me, as you do. They wish to be thought gay." "Do they? I would like to know them." "Nothing is easier. Will you allow me the honour of undertaking the matter?" They had reached the door of Madame d'Aragona's hotel. She stood still and looked curiously at Orsino.
Hence the great unpopularity of the third person or "the third inconvenience," as the Romans call him. Orsino stood still for a few moments, wondering whether either of the two would ask him to sit down. As they did not, he was annoyed with them and determined to stay, if only for five minutes. He took up his position, in a deep seat under the high window, and watched Madame d'Aragona's profile.
Orsino watched the proceedings from a little distance, debating whether he should go away or remain. Much depended upon Madame d'Aragona's character, he thought, and of this he knew nothing. Some women are attracted by indifference, and to go away would be to show a disinclination to press the acquaintance.
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