The proprietor, feeling the interest in Carmina which she seldom failed to inspire among strangers, went the length of offering her a glass of wine.

Preferring water, she soon recovered herself sufficiently to be able to leave her chair.
"May I change my mind about going to the museum ?" she said to her companion.

"After what has happened, I hardly feel equal to looking at curiosities." Teresa's ready sympathy tried to find some acceptable alternative.
"Music would be better, wouldn't it ?" she suggested.
The so-called Italian Opera was open that night, and the printed announcement of the performance was in the shop.

They both looked at it.

Fortune was still against them.