"Why, what now?
They are very pleasant gentlemen, Agostino." "Too pleasant," said I, and rising I crossed to the window whence I could watch them getting to horse, all save Caro, who had come afoot.
"Too pleasant by much.

That prelate out of Hell, now..." "Sh!" she hissed at me, smiling, her hand raised.

"Should he hear you, he might send you to the cage for sacrilege.

O Agostino!" she cried, and the smiles all vanished from her face.

"Will you grow cruel and suspicious, too ?" I was disarmed.