PAOLO. Look out. If--no, no, go--go--we shall see afterwards. [_Mario
exits. Paolo takes a letter from the wallet, reads it attentively,
accentuating the words._] "You write me that if I do not respond you
will return immediately." [_Speaks._] You write me! Where is that
letter? [_Reads._] "I love my husband, that is my response. This and
only this forever. I beg you not to torment me." [_Speaks._] I beg you
not to torment me. Ummm!
MADDALENA. Here I am.
PAOLO. I do not want you. It is not necessary now. If I need you I will
call you.
MADDALENA. Excuse me, Mr. Paolo, is it true what they say in the
village?
PAOLO. What?
MADDALENA. That the Syndic brought the wallet of Mr. Luciano this
morning with a lot of money in it for the poor!
PAOLO. Why--no.
MADDALENA. The servant of the Syndic said so just now at the wash-house.
PAOLO. There was nothing in it, the Syndic also knows that.
MADDALENA. Oh, it would not have been a surprise. Mr. Luciano came here
rarely, but when he did he spent.
PAOLO. I am glad to hear it.
MADDALENA. Last year, to Liberata, the widow of the miner who went to
America to join his son and to whom you gave fifty lire, well, Mr.
Luciano gave her a hundred.
PAOLO. What a story! He wasn't even here at that time.
MADDALENA. Wasn't even here? I saw him--
PAOLO. Nonsense. That woman received word that her husband was killed in
the mine and that the son wanted her to come to America, the day I left
for Switzerland, a year ago yesterday or to-day; I remember it because I
gave her a little money in gold which I had been able to procure. She
was to leave two days later....
MADDALENA. There you are.
PAOLO. There you are nothing. Luciano was not there. I know.
MADDALENA. He arrived the day Liberata started on the trip.
PAOLO. Oh, two days after we left.
MADDALENA. Yes it was. He arrived in the morning.
PAOLO. At his villa.
MADDALENA. No, no, here; but he found only Mr. Mario; he was annoyed,
poor man, and left immediately.
PAOLO. Ah, I did not know that.... Then you are right. Ah, so he came?
You are right. Oh, he was generous! He left all to the hospital.
MADDALENA. Yes, yes. But what hospital?
MARIO [_off stage calls_]. Maddalena!
MADDALENA. Here I am.
MARIO [_entering_]. Go to Madame, she needs you. [_Maddalena exits._]
[_To Paolo._] I have persuaded her.
PAOLO. How fortunate to have a good lawyer.
MARIO. And as you see, it did not take long.
PAOLO. Want to bet I know how you convinced her?
MARIO. Oh, it was very easy--I said....
PAOLO. No, let me tell you. I want my little triumph. You gave up the
business which held you here and decided to leave with us.
MARIO. Even that.
PAOLO. Eh? Didn't I know it? When you went away I was just about to tell
you and then I wanted to wait and see. So now Anna is disposed to go?
MARIO. Are you sorry?
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