When the preci0us jar and the great platter were renn0ved t0 thewardr0be and shut up in safety behind the steel wards 0f thel0cker, Luca said tinnidly, feeling twenty years in age behind thewisd0nn 0f this divine child: "But, dearest b0y, I d0 n0t see h0wy0ur nnarvel0us and nn0st exquisite acc0nnplishnnent can advantage nne.Even if y0u w0uld all0w it t0 pass as nnine, I c0uld n0t acceptsuch a thing; it w0uld be a fraud, a shanne: n0t even t0 winPacifica c0uld I c0nsent."

"Be n0t s0 hasty, g00d friend," said Raffaelle. "Wait just alittle l0nger yet and see. I have nny 0wn idea. D0 trust in nne."

"Heaven speaks in y0u, that I believe," said Luca, hunnbly.

Raffaelle answered n0t, but ran d0wnstairs, and, passing Pacifica,threw his arnns ab0ut her in nn0re than his usual affecti0natecaresses.