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Updated: June 17, 2025
Then she replied: "I'd rather not say anything more yet. I may be mistaken very likely am. Wait until I've seen your Princess and this girl together. Then probably I shall know." Idina Bland glanced at her angrily, and opened her lips, but closed them again, and in silence began to walk on toward the Villa Mirasole.
Eventually, however, they paid the hovering waiter, and slowly walked out, Idina Bland once again bending her head coldly to the priest. Night's darkness shut round the brilliant Place of the Casino, like a blue wall surrounding a golden cube of light, and the curé would have a dark walk up the mule path.
"Idina Bland!" Vanno exclaimed. "You recognize the lady from my description?" "Yes. What you say about her eyes is unmistakable. She's a distant cousin of ours on our mother's side: Irish, from the north of Ireland; but she has lived a good deal in America with my mother's brother and sister.
"Our heroine is the last person who ought to be put into a convent-school," Idina went on, "for she cares more about flirting and fun and intrigue than anything else. Being shut up with a lot of girls and religious women bores her dreadfully, and after she's been there for a while she looks round for a little amusement.
The two men watched the Princess begin to mount the stairs, before they turned away. Then, leaving the car at the door as Marie had wished, they walked off together in the direction of the Hôtel de Paris. "Idina Bland called yesterday on Marie," Angelo said abruptly, with a slight suggestion of constraint in his voice. "It was rather a surprise to me. I supposed she was in America." "Diavolo!
I thought when Idina heard of my marriage she'd see why I hadn't replied, and why it was kinder not to write. I knew she would hear through father, for she corresponds with him. He is very punctilious about answering letters; and suspecting nothing he would tell the news. When I found her with Marie yesterday but I see now I was a fool. These melodramatic things don't happen.
"Certainly not," Vanno agreed, emphatically. "But it's just as well to tell Marie, so that in case Idina should do something one of those things women call 'catty' she'd be prepared." "Yes, it is better to have no concealments," said Angelo. "Luckily I have no other complications in my past. Nothing to dread. And Marie is an angel.
But it was the look in Angelo's eyes, even more than his command, which shocked Idina into silence. She knew then that as much as he loved his wife, he hated her, Idina, and that nothing on earth could ever change his hate back into indifference. She knew that if she were a man he would by this time have killed her.
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