Sightseeing in Rome

Once again we are abroad with the Lockhart. Mr. and Mrs. Lockhart are taking a trip through Europe. That is, Mrs. Lockhart is taking Mr. Lockhart.

As you probably know, Mr. Lockhart represents the average type of businessman. Blunt, comfortable, noses own mind, enjoys his business and community, and would much rather have gone fishing. Mrs. Lockhart represents the pleasant type of housewife, belongs to the woman's club and the literary club of her town and still retains the spirit of romance.

We listen in on them as they are in the hotel in Rome, preparing for a sightseeing trip. My dear, I tell you I can't stand this heat any longer. I don't find it hot there, the hotel is quite cool.

When I say it's hot, it's hot. If you didn't take so many of those cooling drinks, you wouldn't feel it's hot. Whatever possessed me to come down here with you is more than I can tell.

You did it for me, dear. Well, there are some things no man should do for any woman, and this is one of them. You'll feel better after a while. Lord, I suppose old Charlie's taken it easy back home up at the lake, fishing and resting, and here am I, walking my dogs off, looking at things I don't remember one minute after I've seen him.

Now dear, that's just exaggeration. You do remember them, and it's not hot. Now this afternoon we're going out alone, just ourselves, dear. And we won't have to hurry, but just take our time. Oh, I can't go out again today, dear.

But we must! We've only got a day or so longer here, and there's so much we haven't seen. Oh, it's too hot. If you take off that heavy suit and put on your light one, you'd be doing something sensible.