“Hast thou aught in particular, good Roderigo?” demanded the mariner, who knew the Bravo by a sign, and yet who only knew him by that fictitious name.  “Thou seest we have not passed the time idly, though yesterday was a festa.”

“Art thou ready for the gulf?”

“For the Levant, or the pillars of Hercules, as shall please the Senate.  We have got our yard aloft since the sun went behind the mountains, and though we may seem careless of delay, an hour’s notice will fit us for the outside of the Lido.”

“Then take the notice.”

“Master Roderigo, you bring your news to an overstocked market.  I have already been informed that we shall be wanted to-night.”

The quick movement of suspicion made by the Bravo escaped the observation of the padrone, whose eye was running over the felucca’s gear, with a sailor’s habitual attention to that part of his vessel, when there was question of its service.

“Thou art right, Stefano.  But there is little harm in repeated caution.  Preparation is the first duty in a delicate commission."’

“Will you look for yourself, Signor Roderigo?” said the mariner, in a lower tone.  “La Bella Sorrentina is not the Bucentaur, nor a galley of the Grand Master of Malta; but, for her size, better rooms are not to be had in the palace of the Doge.  When they told me there was a lady in the freight, the honor of Calabria was stirred in her behalf.”

“’Tis well.  If they have named to thee all the particulars, thou wilt not fail to do thyself credit.”

“I do not say that they have shown me half of them, good Signore,” interrupted Stefano.  “The secresy of your Venetian shipments is my greatest objection to the trade.  It has more than once happened to me, that I have lain weeks in the canals, with my hold as clean as a friar’s conscience, when orders have come to weigh, with some such cargo as a messenger, who has got into his berth as we cleared the port, to get out of it on the coast of Dalmatia, or among the Greek islands.”

“In such cases thou hast earned thy money easily.”

“Diamine!  Master Roderigo, if I had a friend in Venice to give timely advice, the felucca might be ballasted with articles that would bring a profit on the other shore.  Of what concern is it to the Senate, when I do my duty to the nobles faithfully, that I do my duty at the same time to the good woman and her little brown children left at home in Calabria?”

“There is much reason in what thou sayest, Stefano; but thou knowest the Republic is a hard master.  An affair of this nature must be touched with a gentle hand.”

“None know it better than I, for when they sent the trader with all his movables out of the city, I was obliged to throw certain casks into the sea, to make room for his worthless stuffs.  The Senate owes me just compensation for that loss, worthy Signor Roderigo!”

“Which thou would’st be glad to repair to-night?”