'She has had an idea you have not been happy. That is why she is different now.'
'You mean she wants to make me happier?'
'Well, she wants you not to go; she wants you to stay.'
'I suppose you mean on account of the rent,' I remarked candidly.
Miss Tita's candour showed itself a match for my own. 'Yes, you know; so that I shall have more.'
'How much does she want you to have?' I asked, laughing. 'She ought to fix the sum, so that I may stay till it's made up.'
'Oh, that wouldn't please me,' said Miss Tita. 'It would be unheard of, your taking that trouble.'
'But suppose I should have my own reasons for staying in Venice?'
'Then it would be better for you to stay in some other house.'
'And what would your aunt say to that?'
'She wouldn't like it at all. But I should think you would do well to give up your reasons and go away altogether.'
'Dear Miss Tita,' I said, 'it's not so easy to give them up!'
She made no immediate answer to this, but after a moment she broke out: 'I think I know what your reasons are!'
'I daresay, because the other night I almost told you how I wish you would help me to make them good.'
'I can't do that without being false to my aunt.'
'What do you mean, being false to her?'
'Why, she would never consent to what you
