noon
The wanderers parted regretfully . A little chapel , on a hillock off the road , shaded by chestnuts , was pointed out to Lorenzo where to bring a letter for Angelo . Vittoria begged Angelo to wait till he heard from her ; and then , with mutual wavings of hands , she was driven out of his sight . After parting from Vittoria , Angelo made his way to an inn , where he ate and drank like a man of the fields , and slept with the power of one from noon till after morning . The innkeeper came up to his room , and , finding him awake , asked him if he was disposed to take a second holiday in bed . Angelo jumped up ; as he did so , his stiletto slipped from under his pillow and flashed . ` That 's a pretty bit of steel , ' said the innkeeper , but could not get a word out of him .