But
I can't undertake to say what Signor Giovacchino Fortini may think,
or say, or do in the matter, you know. I will take your message, and
then, of course, you will see him yourself in the course of to-
morrow morning. Of course, old fellow, I need not tell you that I am
sure you did not murder the girl; but it is altogether one of the
most mysterious things I ever heard of. Nevertheless my notion is
that we shall find out the culprit yet. And you may depend on it
that two-thirds of the whole population of the town will be moving
heaven and earth to get some clue to the mystery for your sake."
"It seems to me, too, that such a deed cannot but be found out. I
should be more uneasy than I am, did I not console myself with
thinking so. Now go to Paolina, there is a dear good fellow."
"One word more--shall I see the Marchese?"
"I think, perhaps, it is best not to do so. Of course Fortini
has been with him, and told him everything. I almost thought
that I should have seen him here this evening; but, under the
circumstances, I am better pleased that he should stay away.
Better leave him to Fortini."
"Good-night, then."
"Good-night. You will let me see you to-morrow?"
"I won't fail. Good-night."
CHAPTER VIII
Signor Giovacchino Fortini at Home
The Baron Manutoli was Ludovico di Castelmare's very good friend.
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