According to him it was not so much a case of 'divino amore' as of 'amore di vino,' and he was very anxious that the English maid should understand his pun.

She laughed--pretended--showed off her few words of Italian.

She thought Alfredo a funny, handsome little man, a sort of toy wound up, of which she could not understand the works.
But after all he was a man; and the time slipped by.
After ten minutes, she remembered her duties with a start, and hastily crossing the glass passage, she returned to her post.

All was just as she had left it.

She listened at Miss Alice's door.