Do you understand ?" Gustavo nodded and backed away.

His disappointment this time was too keen for words.

He saw stretching before him a future like the past, monotonously bereft of plots and masquerades.
Tony, having hit on a plan, sat down and put it into instant execution.
Opening his Baedeker, he turned to Riva and picked out the first hotel that was mentioned.

Then he wrote two letters, both short and to the point; he indulged in none of Constance's vacillations, and yet in their way his letters also were masterpieces of illusion.

The first was addressed to Miss Constance Wilder at Villa Rosa.