This was the night before the second day of the carnival, when Grey felt
obliged to leave her for a few hours and do duty at his Aunt Lucy's
side. Miss Grey had that morning heard rumors of fever in Rome, and with
her fears aroused she signified to Grey her wish to leave the city the
following Monday.
"You are looking very thin," she said, regarding him anxiously as he
bent over her chair, "and I am not feeling very well myself. It is time
we were out of Rome I am sure it is not healthy here."
She did look pale, Grey noticed, and, as his first duty was to her, he
signified his readiness to leave with her on Monday.
"I shall know the worst by that time," he thought "If she is better, I
can go with a good heart; if she is dead, it matters little where I am.
All places will be the same to me."
And so it was settled that with his Aunt Lucy he should leave for
Florence on the following Monday, and with a heavy heart he said good-by
to her when the festivities of the day were over, and went back to his
hotel.
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