Ah! son felica! Ah! son rapita
Dio Virgina Sanctissima.
We went to the opera, Mamma and I in the 3d box in the first row, my aunt and Dina in the 2nd next to the Marvel. T—— came in, General B—— was with us. The door opened and the Marvel appeared.
"Well," said I, "you celebrated Christmas."
"Ah! yes, just think, I received a pair of slippers."
"Slippers!"
"Yes, and mine were so worn out that they came very opportunely, and an anonymous letter which was not signed—that is very natural, anonymous letters are never signed. And the same day I received a letter, a visiting card: The Sisters of the Good Shepherd."
Everybody laughed.
"What does P.P.C. mean?" I asked.
"Pays Parting Calls."