"Now I will punish him for all his faithlessness," she sobbed, and she no sooner took this resolve than fate seemed to give her the means of carrying it out, for at that moment Alfio came back into the square. "Oh, neighbour Alfio! God himself must have sent you here!" "At what point is the service?" "It is almost over, but I must tell you--Lola is gone to it with Turiddu." "What do you mean by that?" Alfio demanded, regarding her in wonder. "I mean that while you are about your business Turiddu remains here, and your wife finds in him a way to pass the time. She does not love you." "If you are not telling me the truth," Alfio said, with anguish, "I'll certainly kill you." "You have only to watch--you will know the truth fast enough," she persisted. Alfio stood a moment in indecision and looked at her steadfastly. "Santuzza, I believe you. Your words--and the sadness of your face--convince me. I will avenge us both." And off he ran. For a moment Santuzza was glad, then remorse overtook her. Now Turiddu would be killed! She was certain of it. Alfio was not a man to be played with. Surely Turiddu would be killed! And there was his old mother, too, who would be left quite alone. When it was too late, Santuzza repented having spoken. She tried to recall Alfio, but he had gone. The organ within the church swelled loudly again, and, the music being most beautiful, Santuzza stood listening in an agony of mind. Soon people began to come out, and old Lucia hobbled from the church in her turn, and crossed to her inn, followed by the young men and women. The men were all going home to their wives, and the women to their duties, but it was proposed that all should stop a moment at old Lucia's for a glass of her famous wine before they separated. As they went to the bar of the inn, which was out under the trees, Lola and Turiddu came from the church together. "I must hurry home now--I haven't seen Alfio yet--and he will be in a rage," she said. "Not so fast--there is plenty of time! Come, neighbours, have a glass of wine with us," Turiddu cried to the crowd, going to his mother's bar, and there they gathered singing a gay drinking song. "To those who love you!" Turiddu pledged, lifting his glass and looking at Lola. She nodded and answered: "To your good fortune, brother!" And while they were speaking Alfio entered. "Greeting to you all," he called. "Good! come and join us," Turiddu answered. "Thank you! but I should expect you to poison me if I were to drink with you, my friend," and the wagoner looked meaningly at Turiddu. "Oh--well, suit yourself," Turiddu replied, nonchalantly. Then a neighbour standing near Lola whispered: "You had better leave here, Lola. Come home with me. I can foresee trouble here." Lola took her advice and went out, with all the women following her. "Well, now that you have frightened away all the women by your behaviour, maybe you have something to say to me privately," Turiddu remarked, turning to Alfio.