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1"My dearest young lady," cried Winterbourne, with eloquence, "have I come all the way to Rome to encounter your
2reproaches?" "Just hear him say that!" said Daisy to her hostess, giving a twist to a bow on this lady's dress. "Did you
3ever hear anything so quaint?" "So quaint, my dear?" murmured Mrs. Walker in the tone of a partisan of Winterbourne.
4"Well, I don't know," said Daisy, fingering Mrs. Walker's ribbons. "Mrs. Walker, I want to tell you something."
5"Mother-r," interposed Randolph, with his rough ends to his words, "I tell you you've got to go. Eugenio'll
6raise--something!" "I'm not afraid of Eugenio," said Daisy with a toss of her head. "Look here, Mrs. Walker," she went
7on, "you know I'm coming to your party." "I am delighted to hear it." "I've got a lovely dress!" "I am very sure of
8that." "But I want to ask a favor--permission to bring a friend." "I shall be happy to see any of your friends," said
9Mrs. Walker, turning with a smile to Mrs. Miller. "Oh, they are not my friends," answered Daisy's mamma, smiling shyly
10in her own fashion. "I never spoke to them." "It's an intimate friend of mine--Mr. Giovanelli," said Daisy without a
11tremor in her clear little voice or a shadow on her brilliant little face. Mrs. Walker was silent a moment; she gave a
12rapid glance at Winterbourne. "I shall be glad to see Mr. Giovanelli," she then said. "He's an Italian," Daisy pursued
13with the prettiest serenity. "He's a great friend of mine; he's the handsomest man in the world--except Mr.
14Winterbourne! He knows plenty of Italians, but he wants to know some Americans. He thinks ever so much of Americans.
15He's tremendously clever. He's perfectly lovely!" It was settled that this brilliant personage should be brought to Mrs.
16Walker's party, and then Mrs. Miller prepared to take her leave. "I guess we'll go back to the hotel," she said. "You
17may go back to the hotel, Mother, but I'm going to take a walk," said Daisy. "She's going to walk with Mr. Giovanelli,"
18Randolph proclaimed. "I am going to the Pincio," said Daisy, smiling. "Alone, my dear--at this hour?" Mrs. Walker asked.
19The afternoon was drawing to a close--it was the hour for the throng of carriages and of contemplative pedestrians. "I
20don't think it's safe, my dear," said Mrs. Walker. "Neither do I," subjoined Mrs. Miller. "You'll get the fever, as sure
21as you live. Remember what Dr. Davis told you!" "Give her some medicine before she goes," said Randolph. The company had
22risen to its feet; Daisy, still showing her pretty teeth, bent over and kissed her hostess. "Mrs. Walker, you are too
23perfect," she said. "I'm not going alone; I am going to meet a friend." "Your friend won't keep you from getting the
24fever," Mrs. Miller observed. "Is it Mr. Giovanelli?" asked the hostess. Winterbourne was watching the young girl; at
25this question his attention quickened. She stood there, smiling and smoothing her bonnet ribbons; she glanced at
26Winterbourne. Then, while she glanced and smiled, she answered, without a shade of hesitation, "Mr. Giovanelli--the
27beautiful Giovanelli." "My dear young friend," said Mrs. Walker, taking her hand pleadingly, "don't walk off to the
28Pincio at this hour to meet a beautiful Italian." "Well, he speaks English," said Mrs. Miller. "Gracious me!" Daisy
29exclaimed, "I don't to do anything improper. There's an easy way to settle it." She continued to glance at Winterbourne.
30"The Pincio is only a hundred yards distant; and if Mr. Winterbourne were as polite as he pretends, he would offer to
31walk with me!" Winterbourne's politeness hastened to affirm itself, and the young girl gave him gracious leave to
32accompany her. They passed downstairs before her mother, and at the door Winterbourne perceived Mrs. Miller's carriage
33drawn up, with the ornamental courier whose acquaintance he had made at Vevey seated within. "Goodbye, Eugenio!" cried
34Daisy; "I'm going to take a walk." The distance from the Via Gregoriana to the beautiful garden at the other end of the
35Pincian Hill is, in fact, rapidly traversed. As the day was splendid, however, and the concourse of vehicles, walkers,
36and loungers numerous, the young Americans found their progress much delayed. This fact was highly agreeable to
37Winterbourne, in spite of his consciousness of his singular situation. The slow-moving, idly gazing Roman crowd bestowed
38much attention upon the extremely pretty young foreign lady who was passing through it upon his arm; and he wondered
39what on earth had been in Daisy's mind when she proposed to expose herself, unattended, to its appreciation. His own
40mission, to her sense, apparently, was to consign her to the hands of Mr. Giovanelli; but Winterbourne, at once annoyed
41and gratified, resolved that he would do no such thing. "Why haven't you been to see me?" asked Daisy. "You can't get
42out of that." "I have had the honor of telling you that I have only just stepped out of the train." "You must have
43stayed in the train a good while after it stopped!" cried the young girl with her little laugh. "I suppose you were
44asleep. You have had time to go to see Mrs. Walker." "I knew Mrs. Walker--" Winterbourne began to explain. "I know where
45you knew her. You knew her at Geneva. She told me so. Well, you knew me at Vevey. That's just as good. So you ought to
46have come." She asked him no other question than this; she began to prattle about her own affairs. "We've got splendid
47rooms at the hotel; Eugenio says they're the best rooms in Rome. We are going to stay all winter, if we don't die of the
48fever; and I guess we'll stay then. It's a great deal nicer than I thought; I thought it would be fearfully quiet; I was
49sure it would be awfully poky. I was sure we should be going round all the time with one of those dreadful old men that
50explain about the pictures and things. But we only had about a week of that, and now I'm enjoying myself. I know ever so
51many people, and they are all so charming. The society's extremely select. There are all kinds--English, and Germans,
52and Italians. I think I like the English best. I like their style of conversation. But there are some lovely Americans.
53I never saw anything so hospitable. There's something or other every day. There's not much dancing; but I must say I
54never thought dancing was everything. I was always fond of conversation. I guess I shall have plenty at Mrs. Walker's,
55her rooms are so small." When they had passed the gate of the Pincian Gardens, Miss Miller began to wonder where Mr.
56Giovanelli might be. "We had better go straight to that place in front," she said, "where you look at the view." "I
57certainly shall not help you to find him," Winterbourne declared. "Then I shall find him without you," cried Miss Daisy.
58"You certainly won't leave me!" cried Winterbourne. She burst into her little laugh. "Are you afraid you'll get lost--or
59run over? But there's Giovanelli, leaning against that tree. He's staring at the women in the carriages: did you ever
60see anything so cool?" Winterbourne perceived at some distance a little man standing with folded arms nursing his cane.
61He had a handsome face, an artfully poised hat, a glass in one eye, and a nosegay in his buttonhole. Winterbourne looked
62at him a moment and then said, "Do you mean to speak to that man?" "Do I mean to speak to him? Why, you don't suppose I
63mean to communicate by signs?" "Pray understand, then," said Winterbourne, "that I intend to remain with you." Daisy
64stopped and looked at him, without a sign of troubled consciousness in her face, with nothing but the presence of her
65charming eyes and her happy dimples. "Well, she's a cool one!" thought the young man. "I don't like the way you say
66that," said Daisy. "It's too imperious." "I beg your pardon if I say it wrong. The main point is to give you an idea of
67my meaning." The young girl looked at him more gravely, but with eyes that were prettier than ever. "I have never
68allowed a gentleman to dictate to me, or to interfere with anything I do." "I think you have made a mistake," said
69Winterbourne. "You should sometimes listen to a gentleman--the right one." Daisy began to laugh again. "I do nothing but
70listen to gentlemen!" she exclaimed. "Tell me if Mr. Giovanelli is the right one?"
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