"This morning in the...."
Nancy looked up and bit her lip. "This morning—in the what?"
"In the garden," suggested Valeria.
"I have already said that," frowned Nancy.
Zio Giacomo suggested "kitchen," and was told to keep quiet. Edith said "woodlands," and that was adopted. Then Nancy found out that she wanted something quite different, and could they give her a rhyme for "verse"?
"Curse," said Nino.
"Disburse," said Fräulein.
"Oh, that is not poetic, but rather the reverse!" cried Nancy.
"Terse," said Edith.
"Purse," said Nino.