Instead, I
smiled in a non-committal way and said that Count Filgiatti's prudence
was most unique.
"With a friend to previously discover then it is easy. But perhaps the
lady will have no friends in Italy."
"You would have to be prepared for that," I said. "Certainly."
"Also she perhaps quickly go away. The Americans are so instantaneous.
Maybe my vision fade like--like anything."
"In a perspective of tourists' coupons," I suggested.
For a moment there was silence, through which we could hear the
scrubbing-brush of the chambermaid on the marble hall of the first
floor. It seemed a final note of desolation.
"If I must speak of myself believe me it is not a nobody the Count
Filgiatti," he went on at last. "Two Cardinals I have had in my family
and one is second cousin to the Pope."
"Fancy the Pope's having relations!" I said, "but I suppose there is
nothing to prevent it."
"Nothing at all. In my family I have had many ambassadors, but that was
a little formerly. Once a Filgiatti married with a Medici--but these
things are better for Mistra and Madame Wick to inquire.
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