"What on earth could I have done more than I did do? I have been to
Milan and nearly fagged myself to death."

"Why didn't you bring a policeman back with you?"

"You would tell everybody on board the boat what there was in it,"
said I.

"I told nobody but you," she answered.

"I suppose you mean to imply that I've taken the box," I rejoined. So
that on this, the third or fourth day of our acquaintance, we did not
go on together quite pleasantly.

But what annoyed me, perhaps, the most, was the confidence with which
it seemed to be Mr. Greene's intention to lean upon my resources. He
certainly had not written home yet, and had taken my ten napoleons, as
one friend may take a few shillings from another when he finds that he
has left his own silver on his dressing-table. What could he have
wanted of ten napoleons? He had alleged the necessity of paying the
porters, but the few francs he had had in his pocket would have been
enough for that. And now Sophonisba was ever and again prompt in her
assurances that he need not annoy himself about money, because I was
at his right hand. I went upstairs into my own room, and counting all
my treasures, found that thirty-six pounds and some odd silver was the
extent of my wealth. With that I had to go, at any rate, as far as
Innspruck, and from thence back to London. It was quite impossible
that I should make myself responsible for the Greenes' bill at
Bellaggio.