5/11 I thought we had such a nice day, didn't you ?" "I suppose so," he muttered, and, satisfied, she leaned back in her chair; but "Fra Diavolo" was not revived. After a time she rose, went to the steps, and stood for several minutes looking across the street. Then her laughter was faintly heard. "It's that funny, fat old Mrs. She has a habit of sitting at her bedroom window with a pair of opera-glasses." "Really!" "Really. |