"Certainly she did," said Gaetano; "and that makes the matter more charming and pleasant. _La Felina_ has her caprices as all pretty women, and singers especially. That is the condition and very qualification of talent. A _prima donna_ who did not keep the public uneasy about her health, her business, or her amours, one who did not outrage the manager, would not be a complete woman. How could she? One does not earn a hundred thousand francs a year for acting as if the salary was only a thousand crowns. It would be vulgar and common and altogether unbecoming a fine lady. La Felina, therefore, annoyed by the effect produced on the public mind by the drama of the Trial of Count Monte-Leone, which occupied the attention she thought should be engrossed by her own performances, would not appear while the trial was going on. She was about to throw up her engagement, and actually did so, when she was at the Porta-Capuana. The patrons of the opera, with the empresario at their head, accompanied by the orchestra and troupe, not wanting an enormous crowd of other admirers of _la Diva_, and they are many, prevented the carriage from passing. She was surrounded, pressed, and besought to such a degree that she was dragged back to her hotel, and promised to sing once more in the Griselda of the _Maestro Paer_, the best of all her characters. You can fancy the enthusiasm thus excited, and how all struggle to secure seats. I paid for mine thrice the usual price, and think I am very fortunate." For a moment Taddeo said nothing, he saw nothing, and scarcely breathed. He was half stifled with joy and surprise. To see one again, from whom he had expected to be separated for so long a time, and perhaps for ever, seemed to him a dream from which he seemed afraid to awake. The friends of the Count left: all hurried to the theatre to secure an opportunity of being present at the solemnity. "Come, come," said Taddeo, hurrying young Brignoli away. "I must go to San Carlo to-night at any price, even at that of my life!" "Indeed!" said Gaetano, "I did not think you so passionate a dilettante. You exceed me--to pay for music with gold is well enough, but with life--ah, that is altogether a different thing; mine is valuable, and I keep it for greater occasions." The Count stopped Rovero just as he was about to leave. "What," said he, with an air of deep concern, "will you not go with me to-morrow to Sorrento?" "To-morrow, to-morrow, for pity's sake," said Taddeo in a low tone. "Let me be happy to-day, and I will devote all my life to you." He left with Gaetano. "No, no," said Monte-Leone, "I will not wait a day, not an hour, before I see Aminta,--even if I go to Sorrento alone. I will go thither at once." "Impossible," said a grave voice behind the Count. The latter turned around and saw Pignana, who had glided unseen from the room as soon as he heard the young people leave. "Why so?" said the Count.