"No," he said, when his merriment had subsided, "I wish them no
evil. But, after all, they must know what is contained in the
papers they have in their possession, and they must know that I am
the prince, and that they have kept me out of my inheritance. I
will go and tell them so. Since there is no doubt about the case,
I do not see why I should wait."
"Nor I," answered Montevarchi, with the air of a man who has done
his part and expects others to finish what he has begun.
"It is fortunate that we have decided to go to Frascati instead of
making a journey to the end of Europe. Not but that, as I have
never seen Paris, I would have liked the trip well enough."
"You will find Paris pleasanter when you are Prince Saracinesca."
"That is true," replied San Giacinto, thoughtfully. There was the
deep light of anticipated triumph in his eyes. "Will you see that
the proper preliminary steps are taken?" he asked presently.
"I will engage lawyers for you. But you will have to do the rest
yourself. The lawyers might go out and talk it over with you in
Frascati. After all, you are a young man of good sense, and will
not have any sentiment about being alone with your wife."
"For the matter of that, I anticipate much pleasure in the society
of my wife, but when there is so much meat boiling, somebody must
watch the pot, as we used to say in Naples.
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