"Scusino, Signori," he said, "_schiacciavo un sonnellino_. I did not
think the Signori would be ready to leave so soon. _Quando si e
giovini_--when one is young,--" he gave a broad wink. "Do the Signori
wish to return by the same way as we came?"
"No," said Ragna, "go round the other way by the Villa Fensi and the
Barriera S. Niccolo."
"Benone!" said the Jehu, as he stowed the nose-bag under the seat. He
scrambled to the box with an agility astounding in one of his bulk, and
with a crack of his whip they were off.
The road wound sharply down away from the church, past white _fattorie_
and peasant-farmers' houses. The hill above cast a soft purple shadow
over the road and down into the valley.
"Now, darling," said Angelescu, "I have been thinking about how we are
to get away. There is a train to-morrow afternoon at three,--before
midnight we can be in Switzerland, out of reach. I shall not try to see
you in the morning, it is better to be prudent, but I shall be at the
railway station at half past two. I shall wait for you in the first
class _Sala d'aspetto_. You must arrange things so that your absence
will not be noticed before we shall have crossed the frontier--after
that _je ne crains pas le diable en personne_!" he ended gaily.
Ragna smiled up into his face.
"Bien, I understand. The first class waiting room at half past two or a
quarter to three."
"You must take with you only what you can't do without for a day or
two," he added, "just a dressing case, if you can get it out unnoticed.
We will get everything else you need."
She saw that he wished her to leave behind all that she owed to
Valentini's grudging liberality. And he, reading her unspoken answer to
her thought, said,
"I am not a rich man, darling, but I have enough for us both--and I
can't bear to think of you dressed in the clothes that--"
"I shall wear nothing in future but what you give me," she answered
gravely.
There was a pause, then Ragna said, harking back to the moment on the
steps below the church,
"This afternoon has been like a foretaste of Heaven. It has been the
most perfect happiness I have ever known."
Angelescu slipped his arm behind her, and drew her close to him; her
head sank to his shoulder.
"Ah, darling," he answered, "and to think that we have waited so long
for it--that so much has happened that was unnecessary."
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