| CHAPTER I | CHAPTER II | CHAPTER III | CHAPTER IV | CHAPTER V |
| CHAPTER VI | CHAPTER VII | CHAPTER VIII | CHAPTER IX | CHAPTER X |
| CHAPTER XI | CHAPTER XII | CHAPTER XIII | CHAPTER XIV | CHAPTER XV |
| CHAPTER XVI | CHAPTER XVII |
"Her Excellency,—will she have the politeness," said Daphne slowly,reading from a tiny Italian-English phrase-book, "the politenessto"—She stopped helpless. Old Giacomo gazed at her with questioningeyes. The girl turned the pages swiftly and chose another phrase.
"I go," she announced, "I go to make a walk."
Light flashed into Giacomo's face.
"Si, si, Signorina; yes, yes," he assented with voice and shoulders anda flourish of the spoon he was polishing. "Capisco; I understand."
Daphne consulted her dictionary.
"Down there," she said gravely, pointing toward the top of the greathill on whose side the villa stood.
"Certainly," answered Giacomo with a bow, too much pleased byunderstanding when there was no reason for it to be captious in regardto the girl's speech. "The Signorina non ha paura, not 'fraid?"
"I'm not afraid of anything," was the answer in English. The Italianversion of it was a shaking of the head. Then both dictionary andphrase-boo