text:  "Where there is smoke there is fire! No boat without a boatman!" cried the Prince; and leaping from his horse which he gave me to hold and renewing his vociferations he was about to enter the ferry-house when just as he reached the wooden porch a young girl holding her finger to her lips in token of silence appeared on the threshold!" "She of the turkois eyes and flaxen ringlets for a hundred pistoles!"--cried Gonzaga