Some one suspects something.
I am sure of it. A TRUSTY PERSON will bring you this. I love you
always--do not doubt it, though I cannot meet you to-morrow."
San Giacinto, who had received a tolerable education and had
conscientiously made the best of it, prided himself upon his
handwriting. It was small, clear, and delicate, like that of many
strong, quiet men, whose nerves do not run away with their
fingers. On the present occasion he took pains to make it even
more careful than usual, and the result was that it looked not
unlike the "copperplate" handwriting a girl would learn at the
convent, though an expert would probably have declared it
disguised. It had been necessary, in order to deceive Gouache, to
write the note on the paper generally used by women of society. As
he could not get any of Faustina's own, it seemed the next best
thing to take Corona's, since Corona was her most intimate friend.
Gouache had told San Giacinto that he was engaged every afternoon,
in hopes that he would in turn chance to mention the fact to
Faustina. It was therefore pretty certain that Anastase would not
be at home between four and five o'clock. San Giacinto drove to
the Zouave's lodgings and asked for him. If he chanced to be in,
the note could be given to his old landlady.
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