He wished immensely he might have a share in it; he wished he might show her Rome.
That, of course, would be Roderick's office.

But he promised himself at least to take advantage of off-hours.
"It behooves you to appreciate your good fortune," he said to her.

"To be young and elastic, and yet old enough and wise enough to discriminate and reflect, and to come to Italy for the first time--that is one of the greatest pleasures that life offers us.

It is but right to remind you of it, so that you make the most of opportunity and do not accuse yourself, later, of having wasted the precious season." Miss Garland looked at him, smiling intently, and went to the window again.

"I expect to enjoy it," she said.