Then, you know, that dear, delightful holy-week will soon be here, and I'm dying to be in Rome." "I think it would be better for all of us," said Mrs.Willoughby, thoughtfully--"for all of us, if we were in Rome." "Of course it would, Kitty sweetest, and especially me.

Now if I am in Rome, I can pop into a convent whenever I choose." "A convent!" exclaimed Mrs.Willoughby, in surprise.
"Oh yes--it's going to come to that.

They're all so horrid, you know.
Besides, it's getting worse.

I got a letter yesterday from Captain Kirby, written to me in England.

He didn't know I was here.