24 won't take the spool out of the camera, because there are three undeveloped snaps of the Villa Camellia on it, and I shall be wild if I lose them.

He couldn't be so heartless.
If I only knew Italian better I'd try and coax him." The guide had obligingly waited while the girls ate lunch, but he now waxed impatient, and hurried his party on to the House of Pansa.

This must have been quite a palatial residence, and showed such perfect examples of the arrangement of the various rooms in a Roman mansion that they lingered a long time looking at the _atrium_, the _tablinum_, the peristyle, and the kitchen with its curious mosaics of snakes.

Now, though it was all very interesting, it was certainly tiring, and some of the girls grew weary of listening to the guide's descriptions in Italian or Miss Morley's explanations.
"I'm bored stiff," confessed Delia, in a whisper, linking on to Irene's arm.

"If I have any more information crammed into my head it will burst.
I know quite enough about ancient customs already.