In two months much may befall.

As a last resource we may consider communication with the Lord Giovanni.

But it is a forlorn hope, Madonna, and so we will leave it until all else has failed us." She brightened at my promise that at least if other measures proved unavailing, we should adopt that course, and her brightening flattered me, for it bore witness to the supreme confidence she had in me.
"Lazzaro," said she, "I know you will not fail me.

I trust you more than any living mam; more, I think, than even the Lord Giovanni, whom, if God pleases, I shall some day wed." "Thanks, Madonna mia," I answered, gratefully indeed.

"It is a trust that I shall ever strive to justify.