'Will they come forth this evening, think you, Vittorio?' said one
boatman to the other.
'By our holy mother, I hope so!' replied his comrade, 'for this light
air that is now rising will do the young signora more good than fifty
doctors.'
'They are good people,' said Vittorio. 'It gives me more pleasure to
row them than any persons who ever hired us.'
'Ay, ay!' said his comrade, 'It was a lucky day when we first put an
oar in the lake for them, heretics though they be.'
'But they may he converted yet,' said his companion; 'for, as I was
saying to Father Francisco last night, if the young signora dies, it
is a sad thing to think what will become of her.'
'And what said the good Father?'
'He shook his head,' said Vittorio.
'When Father Francisco shakes his head, he means a great deal,' said
his companion.
At this moment a servant appeared on the terrace, to say the ladies
were at hand; and very shortly afterwards Lady Annabel Herbert, with
her daughter leaning on her arm, descended the steps, and entered the
boat. The countenances of the boatmen brightened when they saw them,
and they both made their inquiries after the health of Venetia with
tenderness and feeling.
'Indeed, my good friends,' said Venetia, 'I think you are right, and
the lake will cure me after all.
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