Go your way, by all means.

I shall miss you; but you have seen I make friends very easily.

You will be lonely, yourself; but drop me a line, when you feel like it, and I will wait for you anywhere." "I think I will go back to Milan.

I am afraid I didn't do justice to Luini." "Poor Luini!" said Newman.
"I mean that I am afraid I overestimated him.

I don't think that he is a painter of the first rank." "Luini ?" Newman exclaimed; "why, he's enchanting--he's magnificent! There is something in his genius that is like a beautiful woman.