"What is Inez going to do?" she inquired.
"As soon as we close the villa she will go to the _pension_ where the Sinclair girls were."
"She will stay in Florence?" Helen asked, surprised.
"Yes; she has arranged with Cerini to work with him upon his _Humanistic Studies_."
Helen withdrew her hand from his as she leaned back upon the pillow and closed her eyes. Armstrong regarded her anxiously, fearful lest their interview had been too great a strain upon her returning strength; but as he looked her eyes opened again.
"You must know at once whether I prefer to return home with you or with Uncle Peabody?" she asked, faintly.
"Not at once," he replied, leaning nearer to catch the low-spoken words--"not until you are strong enough to decide."
Suddenly he felt both her arms about his neck, and in his ear she whispered, "Let me go with you, Jack; but not to Boston--take me to Fiesole!"
THE END