“Why not, I wonder,” said Patty.
“I wonder,” said Peter.
It was their good fortune that the shower was but a short one, and when they reached the street again the rain had stopped, and soon after the sun shone once more.
“I’m glad we had that opportunity,” said Patty; “for it almost never rains in Rome, and I shall always remember that circular shower.”
“Now,” said Flo, “mayn’t we go to a shop before we go home?”
“What for?” said Milly.
“Trinkets,” replied Flo. “I’m making a memory chain.”
“A what?” said Patty, eagerly, for it sounded attractive.
“Why, you get a chain,” explained Flo, “a slender silver one, you know; and then you get all sorts of little jigs to hang on it.”