Miss Lydia, in her Paris gown, passed close beside the stranger, who did not raise her eyes.

A quarter of an hour later she opened her window, and saw the lady in the _mezzaro_ still sitting in the same place and in the same attitude.

Not long afterward the colonel and Orso returned from hunting.

Then the landlord said a few words to the young lady in mourning, and pointed to della Rebbia with his finger.

She coloured deeply, rose eagerly, went a few paces forward, and then stopped short, apparently much confused.