"And see the Catacombs."
"Yes, that comes in with the drive. We must go up the Capitoline hill to the Museum."
"And the Pincio."
"And, oh, Carter, of all things, we have forgotten the Coliseum."
"So we have, and naturally that is one of the most important things."
"I am quite dizzy over it already. Don't let's write down any more till after we have seen these. Isn't it overpowering? London is nowhere. Paris is a mere nothing. I am perfectly wild with anticipation. It's Rome we are to see, that wonderful, wonderful city. The more I read about it the more enthusiastically bewildered I get. Hallo, Jo, what do you think of it? Do you know where we are going?"
"Don't speak to me," said Jo from the other end of the seat. "I am goose-flesh from top to toe. From this time out I expect to go about with my mouth agape and my eyes popping out. Oh, Nan, what would Frances Powers give to have this chance?"
"Poor Frances," returned Nan with a sigh.
"You always say that, and yet you are the one who has least reason to be sorry for her."
"Maybe that is just it," replied Nan. "I have so much reason to feel the other way that the pendulum has swung back. She has the worst of it."