"I am very much obliged to you for your kindness," said Dick. "It's very hard for a stranger to find his way in Rome."
"But, Signore, by this time you ought to know the whole of our city."
"What? How?"
"Why, you have been here three weeks at least."
"How do you know?" and the young man blushed to his eyes. He had been telling lies, and she knew it all the time.
"Oh, I saw you once in the church, and I have seen you with that tall man. Is he your father?"
"No, only a friend."
"I saw you," and she shook her little head triumphantly, and her eyes beamed with fun and laughter.
"Any way," thought Dick, "she ought to understand."
"And did you see me when I was in that little church with a measuring line?"