"What if I were to stand surety for Lorenzi," he
thought. "What if I were to pay the debt for him? The Marchese could not
refuse my offer. I almost think I ought to do it. It was the Marchese's
money."
But he said not a word. He felt that a plan was taking shape hi his
mind, and that above all he needed time in which he might become clear
as to its details.
"You shall have the money this evening, before nightfall," said Lorenzi.
"I shall be in Mantua in an hour."
"Your horse may break its neck," replied the Marchese. "You too;
intentionally, perhaps."
"Anyhow," said the Abbate indignantly, "the Lieutenant cannot get the
money here by magic."
The two Ricardis laughed; but instantly restrained their mirth.
Olivo once more addressed the Marchese. "It is plain that you must grant
Lieutenant Lorenzi leave to depart."
"Yes, if he gives me a pledge," exclaimed the Marchese with flashing
eyes, as if this idea gave him peculiar delight.
"That seems rather a good plan," said Casanova, a little
absent-mindedly, for his scheme was ripening.
Lorenzi drew a ring from his finger and flicked it across the table.
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