Chapter Fifteen
When Marietta went next door, the Savoni family was just finishing breakfast. While Adrianna immediately took a fresh cup to pour her some hot chocolate, Leonardo greeted her with a business question.
“How did the musical side do yesterday?”
He had recently agreed to her suggestion that a section of the shop, previously unused, be opened by an archway to a display of musical instruments, which were as much a part of Venice as masks. She had then employed a young man with a pleasing voice to be an assistant. When he played a lute and sang, customers were drawn into the shop; this invariably led to extra sales of masks even if no instrument was purchased.
“Very well,” Marietta responded. “There was also a run on the music and song sheets. I must order more.”
“That’s good
