law's insistence. By way of comfort Signora Anna at once offered a basin of broth and the wing of a roast chicken.
"But you're trying to kill me!" cried the girl, jesting, though desperate. Antonio laughed, and ate heartily.
Fortunately an alarming noise was heard in the kitchen, and the Signora ran, much agitated and tripping over her red dressing-gown. Regina seized the opportunity and fled to her room.
She put on a beautiful white scarf and a black hat with a pink ribbon, which she thought very smart; powdered herself carefully, and imagined every one was going to admire her as they did at home.
"Behold how lovely my Regina is!" said Antonio, half serious, half amused ; "and just you look at her hat!"
Gaspare, buttoned up in his new great-coat, fat, heavy, rosy and pompous, was waiting at the diningroom door. He looked at Regina out of the corner of his eye, then saluted her and said gravely -
"Your hat is like a swallow's nest."
"I'd like to hear what you know about hats, when you know nothing about women," said Antonio.
"I shall never marry," declared Gaspare; "but if I should be overtaken by such unhappiness, at least my wife shall not make herself ridiculous."
"Ridiculous?" retorted Regina. "Who? the unhappy one?"
Gaspare deigned no reply. They started.
Regina never forgave her husband for taking Gaspare with them on this their first walk through Rome.
"We'll go down Via Cavour to the Forum, and come
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