"By this time your old priest of ninety would be dead ten times over of fatigue.

Don't give us any more orders.

I will lead the way.

I know Bruges better than you, and you keep a hundred paces behind." Carlino could find nothing to say but "Oh, oh--oh, oh--oh, oh!" and Noemi carried Jeanne off with her, following the railing of the little cemetery of Saint-Sauveur.

It seemed the right moment for her final revelation.
"I really believe Giovanni is right, you know," said she.