"Are we going to stay here long ?" "No.

Paris is too expensive.

When we have got the few things we want we will go back to Italy--next week, I should think." "I wish we were rich," observed Aurora.
"I never heard you say that before," answered her mother.

"But after all, wishing does no harm, and I am silly enough to wish we were rich too." "If I married Marcello, I should be very rich," said Aurora, ceasing to turn the hat, but still contemplating it critically.
Maddalena looked at her daughter in some surprise.

The girl's face was quite grave.
"You had better think of getting rich in some other way, my dear," said the Contessa presently, with an asperity that did not escape Aurora, but produced no impression on her.
"I was only supposing," she said.