There are pictures there." "Oh!" said Peter.
"It is a very little way to the San Georgio," volunteered Luigi as they remained, master and man, looking down into the water in the leisurely Venetian fashion.

"Across the Piazza," said Luigi, "a couple of turns, a bridge or two and there you are;" and after a long pause, "_The signore_ is looking very well this morning.

Exercise in the sea air is excellent for the health." "Very," said Peter.

"I shall go for a walk, I think.

I shall not need you, Luigi." Nevertheless Luigi did not lose sight of him until he was well on his way to Saint George of the Sclavoni which announced itself by the ramping fat dragon over the door.