What did a Greek god do when sunshine disappeared? she wondered.
Or had the god of the sun gone away altogether, and was this
deluge the result? The shepherd Antoli had been taken home,
Giacomo assured her, but he was exceedingly reticent when asked
who was herding the sheep, only shrugging his shoulders with a
"Chi Io sa?"

On the second day of the rain Daphne saw that the flock had come
near the house. From the dining-room window she could see the
sheep, with water soaking into their thick wool. Some one was
guarding them. With little streams dashing from the drooping
felt hat to the sheepskin clad shoulders, the keeper stood,
motionless in the pelting rain. The sheep ate greedily the wet,
juicy grass, while the shepherd leaned on his staff and watched.
Undoubtedly it was Antoli's peasant successor, Daphne thought, as
she stood with her face to the dripping window pane. Then the
shepherd turned, and she recognized, under the wet hat brim, the
glowing color and undaunted smile of her masquerading god.
Whether he saw her or not she could not tell, but she stood by
the storm-washed window in her scarlet house gown and watched,
longing to give him shelter.


CHAPTER IX

He came to her next through music, when the rain clouds had
broken away. That divine whistle, mellow, mocking, irresistible,
still was heard when morning lay on the hills. Often, when
afternoon had touched all the air to gold, when the shadows of