"You have been in Italy, I think, Lady Alice?" recommenced Katherine.
"Oh yes, often. Papa is always cruising about, you know, and we stop at places. But I have never been in Rome."
"Yachting must be delightful."
"I do not like it; I am always ill. Aunt Mary took me to Florence for a winter."
"Then you enjoyed that, I dare say," said Katherine.
"I got tired of it. I do not care for living abroad; there is nothing to do but to go to picture-galleries and theatres."
"Well, that is a good deal," returned Katherine, smiling. "Where do you like to live, Lady Alice?"
"Oh, in the country. I am almost sorry Mr. Errington has a house in town. I am so fond of a garden, and riding on quiet roads! I am afraid to ride in London. The country is so peaceful! no one is in a hurry."
"What a happy, tranquil life she will lead under the ægis of such a man as Mr. Errington!" thought Katherine.
"Do you play or sing?" asked Lady Alice, for once taking the initiative.