"Sank you," he murmured.

"And you don't happen to have an aunt?"

"An aunt, signore?" There was vagueness in his tone.

"Yes, Gustavo, an aunt. A female relative who reads you like an open
book, who sees your faults and skips your virtues, who remembers how dear
and good and obliging your father was at your age, who hoped great things
of you when you were a baby, who had intended to make you her heir but
has about decided to endow an orphan asylum--have you, Gustavo, by chance
an aunt?"

"_Si_, signore."

"I do not think you grasp my question. An _aunt_--the sister of your
father, or perhaps your mother."

A gleam of illumination swept over Gustavo's troubled features.

"_Ecco_! You would know if I haf a _zia_--a aunt--yes, zat is it. A aunt.
_Sicuramente_, signore, I haf ten--leven aunt."

"Eleven aunts! Before such a tragedy I am speechless; you need say no
more, Gustavo, from this moment we are friends."

He held out his hand. Gustavo regarded it dazedly; then, since it seemed
to be expected, he gingerly presented his own. The result was a shining
newly-minted two-lire piece. He pocketed it with a fresh succession of
bows.

"_Grazie tanto_! Has ze signore need of anysing?"

"Have I need of anysing?" There was reproach, indignation, disgust in the
young man's tone. "How can you ask such a question, Gustavo? Here am I,
three days in Valedolmo, with seven more stretching before me. I have
plenty of towels and soap and soft-boiled eggs, if that is what you mean;
but a man's spirit cannot be nourished on soap and soft-boiled eggs.
What I need is food for the mind--diversion, distraction, amusement--no,
Gustavo, you needn't offer me the Paris _Herald_ again. I already know by
heart the list of guests in every hotel in Switzerland."

"Ah, it is diversion zat you wish? Have you seen zat ver' beautiful Luini
in ze chapel of San Bartolomeo? It is four hundred years old."

"Yes, Gustavo, I have seen the Luini in the chapel of San Bartolomeo. I
derived all the pleasure to be got out of it the first afternoon I came."

"Ze garden of Prince Sartonio-Crevelli? Has ze signore seen ze cedar of
Lebanon in ze garden of ze prince?"

"Yes, Gustavo, the signore has seen the cedar of Lebanon in the garden of
the prince, also the ilex tree two hundred years old and the india-rubber
plant from South America. They are extremely beautiful but they don't
last a week."

"Have you swimmed in ze lake?"

"It is lukewarm, G