“Yes. Her sorrows come regularly. But she always fills before she wanes.”
“She looks so sad to me sometimes across the Canal that I cannot stand it.”
“She’s been around a long time,” the Colonel said.
“Do you think we should have one more Montgomery?” the girl asked and the Colonel noticed that the British were gone.
He had been noticing nothing but her lovely face. I’ll get killed sometime that way, he thought. On the other hand it is a form of concentration, I suppose. But it is damned careless.
“Yes,” he said. “Why not?”
“They make me feel very good,” the girl said. “They have a certain effect on me, too, the way Cipriani makes them.”
“Cipriani is very intelligent.”
“He’s more than that. He’s able.”
“Some day he’ll own all Venice.”
“Not quite all,” the Colonel disagreed. “He’ll never own you.”
“No,” she said. “Nor will anyone else unless you want me.”
“I want you Daughter. But I don’t want to own you.”
“I know it,” the girl said. “And that’s one more reason why I love you.”
“Let’s get Ettore and have him call up your house. You can tell them about the portrait.”
“You are quite correct. If you want the portrait tonight,
