Each one of them was calculating, as nearly as possible, the length of time needed to drive a screw, to lift a piece into position, to finish off a shank till it fitted closely in the prepared socket.

Half an hour wasted by driblets to-day, would ensure them for the morrow the diversion of an hour or two in coming to the church and returning from it.
From time to time Gianbattista glanced towards the door, and as the hours advanced his look took the same direction more often.

At last, as the rays of the evening sun fell through the western window, he heard steps, and was presently rewarded by the appearance of the Signora Pandolfi, followed closely by Lucia.

They greeted Gianbattista from a distance, for the church being under repairs was closed to the public, and had not been in use for years, so that the sound of voices did not seem unnatural nor irreverent.
"It is not finished," said Gianbattista, coming forward to meet them; "but you can see what it will be like.

Another hour will be enough." At that moment Don Paolo suddenly appeared, walking fast up the aisle in pursuit of the two women.