seen her?”
“Her?”
“The beautiful Greek of yesterday.”
“No; we heard, I think, the sound of her guzla, but she remained perfectly invisible.”
“When you say invisible,” interrupted Albert, “it is only to keep up the mystery; for whom do you take the blue domino at the window with the white curtains?”
“Where was this window with white hangings?” asked the countess.
“At the Rospoli Palace.”
“The count had three windows at the Rospoli Palace?”
“Yes. Did you pass through the Corso?”
“Yes.”
“Well, did you notice two windows hung with yellow damask, and one with white damask with a red cross? Those were the count’s windows.”
“Why, he must be a nabob. Do you know what those three windows were worth?”
“Two or three hundred Roman crowns?”
“Two or three thousand.”