She rose to her feet and stood on the top of the parapet while she beckoned to Giuseppe, then she turned and looked down upon the young man with an expression of frank amusement.

"I hope you will enjoy the cedar of Lebanon and the India rubber tree.

Good afternoon." She jumped to the ground and crossed to the water-steps where Giuseppe, with a radiant smile, was steadying the boat against the landing.

She settled herself comfortably among the cushions and then for a moment glanced back towards shore.
"You would better go out by the gate," she called.

"The wall on the farther side is harder to climb than the one you came in by; and besides, it has broken glass on the top." Giuseppe raised the yellow sail and the _Farfalla_ with a graceful dip, glided out to sea.