"If you are not afraid to come and see two quiet little women, we shall be most happy!" she said.
"We have no statues nor pictures--we have nothing but each other.

Eh, darling ?" "I beg your pardon," said Christina.
"Oh, and the Cavaliere," added her mother.
"The poodle, please!" cried the young girl.
Rowland glanced at the Cavaliere; he was smiling more blandly than ever.
A few days later Rowland presented himself, as civility demanded, at Mrs.Light's door.

He found her living in one of the stately houses of the Via dell' Angelo Custode, and, rather to his surprise, was told she was at home.

He passed through half a dozen rooms and was ushered into an immense saloon, at one end of which sat the mistress of the establishment, with a piece of embroidery.

She received him very graciously, and then, pointing mysteriously to a large screen which was unfolded across the embrasure of one of the deep windows, "I am keeping guard!" she said.