midday
Their interest in Don Ippolito had not been diminished by what Ferris had told them of his visit to the priest 's house and of the things he had seen there ; for there had always been the same strain of pity in his laughing account , and he had imparted none of his doubts to them . They did not talk as if it were strange that Ferris should do to-day what he had yesterday said he would not do ; perhaps as women they could not find such a thing strange ; but it vexed him more and more as he went about all afternoon thinking of his inconsistency , and wondering whether he had not acted rashly . The palace in which Mrs. Vervain had taken an apartment fronted on a broad campo , and hung its empty marble balconies from gothic windows above a silence scarcely to be matched elsewhere in Venice . The local pharmacy , the caffè , the grocery , the fruiterer 's , the other shops with which every Venetian campo is furnished , had each a certain life about it , but it was a silent life , and at midday a frowsy-headed woman clacking across the flags in her wooden-heeled shoes made echoes whose garrulity was interrupted by no other sound . In the early morning , when the lid of the public cistern in the centre of the campo was unlocked , there was a clamor of voices and a clangor of copper vessels , as the housewives of the neighborhood and the local force of strong-backed Frinlan water-girls drew their day 's supply of water ; and on that sort of special parochial holiday , called a _ sagra _ , the campo hummed and clattered and shrieked with a multitude celebrating the day around the stands where pumpkin seeds and roast pumpkin and anisette-water were sold , and before the movable kitchen where cakes were fried in caldrons of oil , and uproariously offered to the crowd by the cook , who did not suffer himself to be embarrassed by the rival drama of adjoining puppet-shows , but continued to bellow forth his bargains all day long and far into the night , when the flames under his kettles painted his visage a fine crimson . The sagra once over , however , the campo relapsed into its habitual silence , and no one looking at the front of the palace would have thought of it as a place for distraction-seeking foreign sojourners . But it was not on this side that the landlord tempted his tenants ; his principal notice of lodgings to let was affixed to the water-gate of the palace , which opened on a smaller channel so near the Grand Canal that no wandering eye could fail to see it .