But Regina rose and knelt down beside him, laying her hands on his.
"We must go to-morrow," she said.

"You shall say where, for you know what countries are near Paris, and where there are hills, and trees, and waterfalls, and birds that sing, where the earth smells sweet when it rains, and it is quiet when the sun is high.

We will go there, but you know where it is, and how far." "I have no doubt Settimia knows," laughed Marcello.

"She knows everything." But Regina's face was grave, and she shook her head slowly.
"What is the use of laughing ?" she asked.

"You cannot deceive me, you know you cannot! I deceived myself and was blind, but my eyes are open now, and I can only see the truth.