I have heard him tell Rosa he never loved anybody but her, when an hour before he had told me he loved me better than Rosa.

What could I do but despise such a man?
Then, when he threatened to sell me, I became dreadfully afraid of him." She started up, as if struck by a sudden thought, and exclaimed wildly, "What if he has sold Rosa ?" Her friend brought forward every argument and every promise she could think of to pacify her; and when she had become quite calm, they sang a few hymns together, and before retiring to rest knelt down side by side and prayed for strength and guidance in these new troubles.
Flora remained a long time wakeful, thinking of Rosa deserted and alone.

She had formed many projects concerning what was to be seen and heard and done in Rome; but she forgot them all.

She did not even think of the much-anticipated opera, until she heard from the street snatches of Norma, whistled or sung by the dispersing audience.

A tenor voice passed the house singing, _Vieni_ _in Roma_.