His Eminence smiled, looked grave, smiled again, and replied that in a long and varied experience of the world he could not remember to have met with just such a case; that so far as he could understand, the young Princess of Acireale was her own mistress, and would make her own choice, if she made any; but that she had been heard to say that she would never marry at all.

This, however, the cardinal thought impossible.
"Then," said the Duca della Spina, "you advise me to go directly to the young lady and ask her whether she will marry my son." "My friend," replied the cardinal, "this is a case in which I would rather not give advice.

I have no doubt that whatever you do will be well done, and I wish you all possible success." The old Duca shuffled out of the cardinal's study, more puzzled than ever, and went home to tell his wife and Gianluca and Taquisara the result of the interview.

Taquisara was in the confidence of the family, and spent much of his time with his friend.
"I am at my wits' end," concluded the old nobleman, shaking his head, and looking sorrowfully at his son.

"If you wish it, I will go to Donna Veronica myself.