Perhaps from the aspect of an adventure that the affair had. Perhaps from the vague idea that by attaching myself to Alresca I should be brought again into contact with Rosetta Rosa. Certainly I admired him immensely. None who knew him could avoid doing so. Already, indeed, I had for him a feeling akin to affection.

“I see by your face,” he said, “that you are not altogether unwilling. You accept?”

“With pleasure;” and I smiled with the pleasure I felt.

But it seemed to me that I gave the answer independently of my own volition. The words were uttered almost before I knew.

“It is very good of you.”

“Not at all,” I said. “I have made no plans, and therefore nothing will be disarranged. Further, I count it an honor; and, moreover, your