.

.

And then, the man for whom I would change my mourning-dress will have to make the women over there put on mourning!" "This is becoming a perfect mania," said Orso to himself.

But to avoid discussion he said nothing at all.
"Brother," said Colomba caressingly, "I have something to give you, too.
The clothes you are wearing are much too grand for this country.

Your fine cloth frock-coat would be in tatters in two days, if you wore it in the _maquis_.