“The Member for Capua was fine, but cold, Caterina,” said Lucia, who was standing to see the people pass.
“Do you think so?” said Caterina, who held no opinion on the subject, with indifference.
“Oh! cold,” added Alberto, who always adopted the opinion of his wife.
“Shall we go?”
“I,” said Caterina, timidly, “have to go to the Didactic Exhibition; their first meeting is for to-day.”
“Then Alberto and I will take a turn in the Exhibition, until you and your husband have shaken off these onerous duties.”
“Sai, Lucia, I am tired, and I shan’t take a turn in the Exhibition.”
“Then we will go to the park.”
“Worse than ever, because of the sun,” he persisted, beginning to sulk. Lucia smiled as if in resignation. Caterina was embarrassed, for until the meeting was over and the Prime Minis
