She pointed to her husband and Gaspare.

"But they eat all the fish they catch, and we never see the fin of even

one at the cottage."

Collazione was ready now. Hermione helped Artois up from his chaise

longue, and they went to the table under the awning.

"You must sit facing the view, Emile," Hermione said.

"What a dining-room!" Artois exclaimed.

Now he could see over the wall. His gaze wandered over the

mountain-sides, travelled down to the land that lay along the edge of the

sea.

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"Have you been fishing much since I've been away, Maurice?" Hermione

asked, as they began to eat.

"Oh yes. I went several times. What wine do you like, Monsieur Artois?"

He tried to change the conversation, but Hermione, quite innocently,

returned to the subject.

"They fish at night, you know, Emile, all along that coast by Isola Bella

and on to the point there that looks like an island, where the House of

the Sirens is."

A tortured look went across Maurice's face. He had begun to eat, but now

he stopped for a moment like a man suddenly paralyzed.

"The House of the Sirens!" said Artois. "Then there are sirens here? I

could well believe it. Have you seen them, Monsieur Maurice, at night,

when you have been fishing?"

He had been gazing at the coast, but now he turned towards his host.

Maurice began hastily to eat again.

"I'm afraid not. But we didn't look out for them. We were prosaic and

thought of nothing but the fish."

"And is there really a house down there?" said Artois.

"Yes," said Hermione. "It used to be a ruin, but now it's built up and

occupied. Gaspare"--she spoke to him as he was taking a dish from the

table--"who is it lives in the Casa delle Sirene now? You told me, but

I've forgotten."

A heavy, obstinate look came into the boy's face, transforming it. The

question startled him, and he had not understood a word of the

conversation which had led up to it. What had they been talking about? He

glanced furtively at his master. Maurice did not look at him.

"Salvatore and Maddalena, signora," he answered, after a pause.

Then he took the dish and went into the house.

"What's the matter with Gaspare?" said Hermione. "I never saw him look

like that before--quite ugly. Doesn't he like these people?"

"Oh yes," replied Maurice. "Why--why, they're quite friends of ours. We

saw them at the fair only yesterday."




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