urzburg; for if the New York-Paris Chronicle had wanted him to write
up the Wagner operas, it would certainly want him to write up the
manoeuvres. She established his presence in Wurzburg by such an
irrefragable chain of reasoning that, at a knock outside, she was just
able to kelp back a scream, while she ran to open the door. It was not
Burnamy, as in compliance with every nerve it ought to have been, but
her husband, who tried to justify his presence by saying that they were
all waiting for her and Miss Triscoe, and asked when they were coming.

She frowned him silent, and then shut herself outside with him long
enough to whisper, "Say she's got a headache, or anything you please;
but don't stop talking here with me, or I shall go wild." She then shut
herself in again, with the effect of holding him accountable for the
whole affair.

LVI.

General Triscoe could not keep his irritation, at hearing that his
daughter was not coming, out of the excuses he made to Mrs. Adding; he
said again and again that it must seem like a discourtesy to her. She
gayly disclaimed any such notion; she would not hear of putting off
their excursion to another day; it had been raining just long enough to
give them a reasonable hope of a few hours' drought, and they might not
have another dry spell for weeks. She slipped off her jacket after they
started, and gave it to Kenby, but she let General Triscoe hold her
umbrella over her, while he limped beside her. She seemed to March, as
he followed with Rose, to be playing the two men off against each other,
with an ease which he wished his wife could be there to see, and to
judge aright.

They crossed by the Old Bridge, which is of the earliest years of the
seventh century, between rows of saints whose statues surmount the
piers. Some are bishops as well as saints; one must have been at Rome
in his day, for he wore his long thick beard in the fashion of
Michelangelo's Moses. He stretched out toward the passers two fingers
of blessing and was unaware of the sparrow which had lighted on them
and was giving him the effect of offering it to the public admiration.
Squads of soldiers tramping by turned to look and smile, and the dull
faces of citizens lighted up at the quaint sight. Some children stopped
and remained very quiet, not to scare away the bird; and a cold-faced,
spiritual-looking priest paused among them as if doubting whether to
rescue the absent-minded bishop from a situation