“You don’t know much about it yet, nor do I. But we’ve seen a little of it together, and I, too, shall always remember our good times here.”
“Very frivolous times. What a lot of fun we’ve had with our foolish picnics and games.”
“Yes; but you know Italy of itself is not a humorous country. Whatever fun one gets out of it, one must take to it.”
“I wonder you’re so fond of fun,” said Patty, musingly, “when you’re so sentimental.”
“What! I? Sentimental? Never! I’m the most practical man in the world.”
“Oh, yes, you’re practical enough, but you’re sentimental, too.”
“And aren’t you?”
“I don’t know. No, I don’t think I am.”
“I don’t think you are, exactly, either. But I think you will be some day. And as a beginning, couldn’t you cultivate a little sentiment toward me?”