Then he would have all the ladies too on his side.
'_O, mon Dieu!_--he has enough of them,' cried Madame Variani.

'But here comes Mr.Manisty, I must drink my tea and hold my tongue.

I am going out to dinner to-night, and if one gets hot and cross, that is not good for the complexion.' Manisty advanced at his usual quick pace, his head sunk once more between his shoulders.
Young Vitellucci approached him.

'Ah! Carlo!' he said, looking up affectionately--'dear fellow!--Come for a stroll with me.' And linking his arm in the young man's, he carried him off.

Their peals of laughter could be heard coming back from the distance of the ilex-walk.
Madame Variani tilted back her chair to look after them.
'Ah! your nephew can be agreeable too, when he likes,' she said to Miss Manisty.