"It was found in his pocket by the priest who saw him die.

That and other trifles which he wore on his person were delivered to his wife, and--" "She naturally gave YOU the cigar-case as a memento of your friend," I said, interrupting him.
"Just so.

You have guessed it exactly.

Thanks," and he took the case from me as I returned it to him with a frank smile.
"Is the Countess Romani young ?" I forced myself to inquire.
"Young and beautiful as a midsummer morning!" replied Ferrari, with enthusiasm.

"I doubt if sunlight ever fell on a more enchanting woman! If you were a young man, conte, I should be silent regarding her charms--but your white hairs inspire one with confidence.