"It is the only one left while the Contessa is here." "I should sleep soundly on bare boards to-night," Kalmon answered.

"I have been walking all day." Corbario went with him, carrying a candle, and shielding the flame from the breeze with his hand.

The room was furnished with the barest necessities, like most country rooms in Italy.

There were wooden pegs on which to hang clothes instead of a wardrobe, an iron bedstead, a deal wash-stand, a small deal table, a rush-bottomed chair.

The room had only one window, which was also the only door, opening to the floor upon the verandah.
"You can bolt the window, if you like," said Corbario when he had bidden the Professor good-night, "but there are no thieves about." "I always sleep with my windows open," Kalmon answered, "and I have no valuables." "No?
Good-night again." "Good-night." Corbario went out, leaving him the candle, and turned the corner of the verandah.