"You have made him talk too much," she added, speaking to Marietta.

"Let us go away.

I must prepare the barley water.

It takes a long time." "Is he to have nothing but barley water ?" asked Pasquale.
"I will send him what he is to have," answered Nella, with an air of superiority.
Marietta looked back at Zorzi from the door, and his eyes were following her.

She bent her head gravely and went out, followed by the others, and he was alone again.