That is the rule, my dear child.

But I can give you permission to come every day, and as the poor young man seems to have no friends, it is very fortunate for him that you can be with him.

You will cheer him and help him to get well." "Thank you, thank you!" answered the girl fervently, as she sat down.
A great lady of Rome had been to see the Superintendent about a patient on the previous afternoon; he did not remember that she moved with more dignity than this peasant girl, or with nearly as much grace.

Regina swept the folds of her short coarse skirt forward and sideways a little, so that they hid her brown woollen ankles as she took her seat, and with the other hand she threw back the end of the kerchief from her face.
"You do not mind telling me your name ?" said the Superintendent in a questioning tone.
"Spalletta Regina," answered the girl promptly, putting her family name first, according to Italian custom.

"I am of Rocca di Papa." "Thank you.