You are not angry with me, are you?
Let us say good-night in the English fashion," and she held out her hand.
Orso pressed it, looking grave and deeply moved.
"Mademoiselle," he said, "do you know that there are moments when the instincts of my country wake up within me.

Sometimes, when I think of my poor father, horrible thoughts assail me.

Thanks to you, I am rid of them forever.

Thank you! thank you!" He would have continued, but Miss Lydia dropped a teaspoon, and the noise woke up the colonel.
"Della Rebbia, we'll start at five o'clock to-morrow morning.

Be punctual!" "Yes, colonel.".