Then she jumped out of bed, and, clad in her long white nightgown, stood disconsolately looking at the chaos of objects in the room and at the grey light which penetrated by the three doleful windows. She made also the sad discovery that at Rome it was colder than in her own north country! She washed, dressed, and did her hair awkwardly. Everything was inconvenient from the washstand to the looking-glass, the latter a panel in the wardrobe draped with a heavy curtain. Having tucked this up she saw herself in the glass; pale, worn out, ugly. Her depression reasserted itself.
She was long in appearing, and at last Antonio came to look for her. She had peevishly pulled up all the blinds, tucked away all the curtains, and was engaged settling the things in her trunk.
"What on earth are you about?" he asked a little impatiently; and, taking her hand, led her to the diningroom, where Signora Anna was waiting at a table laid for two, but groaning under food sufficient for ten.
"I only want a drop of black coffee," said Regina.
"Only black coffee? My dear, you are crazy - so to speak - I don't mean any offence. But, you know, one must eat at Rome! Here is the black coffee. A little brandy in it?"
"No, thanks. It doesn't agree with me."
"Just try. You'll like it, I'm sure."
"No, no!"
" Yes, yes ! If you don't mean to vex me - "
She had to take the brandy in the coffee, and then café au lait; and cream, and bread and butter, and biscuits, and the whipped eggs. At last tears rose in her eyes, so overwhelmed was she by her mother-in-
