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When the song was ended, he revealed his presence by a word of approbation, and he installed himself to hear the rest of the lesson. When it was over, he himself accompanied Stradella to the stairs. Ortensia heard the bells strike midnight. She was lying on her back, her eyes wide open, and staring at the rosette in the middle of the pink canopy over her head.
Ortensia was still standing by her chair when Stradella left his seat and came towards her, holding his lute in one hand. It did not suit his male dignity to take leave of her without finding out whether she had been playing with him or not, though half-an-hour earlier he would not have believed it possible that vanity could enter into any thought he had of her.
'Certainly, sir. Shall I wait at the side door of the church? It is a lonely place. 'Yes. Be there as soon as you can. The house is close by, but I could not easily make you understand which it is. Gambardella turned to Ortensia. 'Will you come with me? he asked. 'My friend and I have a carriage, and it is at the main door.
Stradella met his wife with a happy smile and nodded a greeting to Don Alberto, who remained in the door-way. 'Can you take me home at once? Ortensia asked. 'Or must you go in? Stradella saw her look of distress as he took her outstretched hand in both of his. 'I am not wanted, am I? he asked, looking at young Altieri. 'My wife wishes to go home, you see
'He does not know who gave it to him. 'Therefore he means the Lady Ortensia to pay him for it. 'Yes, Pina answered. 'That is just like a man. Because he was hurt in serenading a lady, it must needs be her fault, and she must give satisfaction!
It was apparent on the very first night they spent in the Palazzo Altieri that Don Alberto was not the only young man in Rome who wished to please Ortensia.
He wore plain brown clothes, and a broad white collar, and Pina, who was observant, noticed the neatness of his dress. Stradella received her with a politeness to which, as a serving-woman, she was little accustomed, and he made her sit down in a comfortable chair before asking for news of Ortensia. He himself was none the worse for his wetting.
When the evening came he meant that one of his own men, who had served him in a score of adventures, should follow him and Tommaso stealthily to the place of meeting and hold himself ready, within call, after Tommaso had gone away with the money that was to be paid on delivering up Ortensia.
The little house in the Via di Santa Sabina was also ready, but he knew nothing of this arrangement, and was willing that the Bravi should keep secret the spot where he was to meet Ortensia, if they preferred to do so.
For reasons known to himself he had not hesitated to begin his inquiries for Ortensia at the old Dominican convent then occupied by the nuns of Saint Ursula, and it was at once apparent that his knock inspired confidence.
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