“Who indeed?” Wynstan replied with an amused smile.
He held out his hand to her brother who with two other men had followed the Contessa into the room.
“How are you, Antonio?” he asked. “It is nice to see you again.”
“I did not believe it, but I hoped you were here,” Antonio answered. “When we bought a Villa on the other side of Sorrento three years ago, we were told that the Vanderfelds never visited such an unfashionable neighbourhood.”
“It must be fashionable if you are living here,” Wynstan said.
“Did I not tell you that he always says the right thing?” the Contessa enquired of the two other men who were waiting to be introduced and who were both Italians.
Wynstan shook hands with them and then the Contessa said,
“You must come and visit us immediately, Wynstan. What about dinne
