Her father was eyeing her severely.
"Constance, it is disgraceful!" She laughed.

Apparently she already knew or divined what it was that was disgraceful, but the accusation did not appear to bother her much.

Mr.
Wilder proceeded grumblingly.
"It's bad enough with those five deluded officers, but they walked into the trap with their eyes open and it's their own affair.

But look at Gustavo; he can scarcely carry a dish without breaking it when you are watching him.

And Giuseppe--that confounded _Farfalla_ with its yellow sails floats back and forth in front of the terrace till I am on the point of having it scuttled as a public nuisance; and those three washer-women and the post-office clerk and the boy who brings milk, and Luigi and--every man, woman and child in the village of Valedolmo!" "And my own dad as well ?" Mr.Wilder shook his head.
[Illustration: "He had also shifted his position so that he might command the profile of the girl"] "I came here at your instigation for rest and relaxation--to get rid of nervous worries, and here I find a big new worry waiting for me that I'd never thought of having before.