Hume did not yet know what a concession to exciting circumstances his new-found friend had made the previous day in ordering spirits before luncheon.
When the servant vanished, Capella settled himself in his chair with the air of a man awaiting explanations.

Yet he was restless and disturbed.

He was afraid of these two.

Why?
Brett determined to try the effect of generalities.
"You probably guess the object of our visit ?" he began.
"I?
No.

How should I guess ?" "As the husband of a lady so closely connected with Mr.Hume--" But the Italian seemed to be firmly resolved to end the suspense.
"Caramba!" he broke in.