Had he studied Carlo's face he would have been reassured.

The brows of the youth were open, and his eyes eager with expectation, that showed the flying forward of the mind, and nothing of knotted distrust or wary watchfulness.

Now and then he would move to the other side of the mountain, and look over upon Orta; or with the opera-glass clasped in one hand beneath an arm, he stopped in his sentinel-march, frowning reflectively at a word put to him, as if debating within upon all the bearings of it; but the only answer that came was a sharp assent, given after the manner of one who dealt conscientiously in definite affirmatives; and again the glass was in requisition.

Marco Sana was a fighting soldier, who stated what he knew, listened, and took his orders.

Giulio Bandinelli was also little better than the lieutenant in an enterprise.