At what hour, to-morrow, illustrissimo ?" "Oh, don't bother me." "We may as well drive to Amalfi to-morrow," suggested Beth.

"It is the proper thing to do, Uncle." "All right; we'll go, then." "You take my carrozza, signore ?" begged the cabman.

"It is besta ina town." "Let us see it." Instantly the crowd scampered back to the square, followed more leisurely by Uncle John and the girls.

There the uniformed vetturio stood beside the one modern carriage in the group.

It was new; it was glossy; it had beautiful, carefully brushed cushions; it was drawn by a pair of splendid looking horses.
"Is not bellissima, signore ?" asked the man, proudly.
"All right," announced Uncle John, nodding approval.