personally quite well. They are always going down to Rome."
"And do they mean to introduce you to him?"
"How do you mean, to introduce me?"
"Why, to make you a Catholic, to take you also down to Rome."
"Oh, we are going to Rome for our voyage de noces!" said Francie, gaily. "Just for a peep."
"And won't you have to have a Catholic marriage? They won't consent to a Protestant one."
"We are going to have a lovely one, just like one that Mme. de Brécourt took me to see at the Madeleine."
"And will it be at the Madeleine too?"
"Yes, unless we have it at Notre Dame."
"And how will your father and sister like that?"
"Our having it at Notre Dame?"
"Yes, or at the Madeleine. Your not having it at the American church."
"Oh, Delia wants it at the best place," said Francie, simply. Then she added: "And you know father ain't much on religion."
"Well now, that's what I call a genuine fact, the sort I was talking about," Mr. Flack replied. Whereupon he at last took himself off, repeating that he would come in two days later, at 3.15 sharp.
Francie gave an account of his visit to her sister, on the return of the latter young lady, and
