"
"You didn't intend that she should fall in love with Bonetti?" I
asked.
"Not to any serious extent," said Harley, deprecatingly. "Even if
she had a little, she'd have come out of it all right as soon as the
hero turned up, and she had a chance to see the difference between a
manly man of her own country and a little titled fortune hunter from
the land of macaroni. Bonetti wasn't to be a bad fellow at all. He
was merely an Italian, which he couldn't help, being born so, and
therefore, as she said, of an acquisitive nature. There is no
villany in that, however--that is, no reprehensible villany. He was
after a rich marriage because he was fond of a life of ease. She'd
have found him amusing, at any rate."
"But he was bogus!" I suggested.
"Not at all," said Harley, impatiently. "That's what vexes me more
than anything else. She made a very bad mistake there. As a Count,
Bonetti was quite as real as his financial necessities."
"It was a beastly awkward situation, that conservatory scene," said
I. "Especially for Willard.
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