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rubbing her limbs vigorously with apparently little
effect.
“Try to rouse her, speak to her!” I said.
He bent over her livid face and roared in her
ear:
“Sally, my dear, pull yourself together, do
get well or I shall marry again!”
She drew a deep breath and opened her eyes
with a shudder.
The next day we tapped her pleura, youth
did the rest, she recovered slowly, as if unwillingly.
My suspicion of some chronic mischief in her
lungs soon proved well founded. She was in an
advanced state of consumption. I saw her every
day for a couple of weeks, I could not help
feeling very sorry for her. She was evidently
in terror of the old man and no wonder, for he
was horribly rough with her, though perhaps he
did not mean it. He had told me she came from
Florida. As autumn came I advised him to
take her back there the sooner the better, she
would never survive a Roman winter. He
seemed to agree, I soon found out that the
chief difficulty was what to do with Billy. It
ended by my offering to keep the monkey during
his absence in my little courtyard under the
Trinità dei Monti steps, already occupied by
various animals. He was to be back in three
months. He never came back, I never knew
what became of him nor did anybody else. I
heard a rumour that he had been shot during
a brawl in a public house but I do not know if it
was true. I have often wondered who this man
was and whether he was a doctor at all. I
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