The heir of the Castagnas was dressed with an affectation of the English style, peculiar to certain Italians.

He wore too many rings on his fingers, too large a bouquet in his buttonhole, and above all he made too many gestures to allow for a moment, with his dark complexion, of any doubt as to his nationality.

It was he who, of all the group, first perceived Julien, and he said to him, or rather called out familiarly: "Ah, Dorsenne! I thought you had gone away.

We have not seen you at the club for fifteen days." "He has been working," replied Hafner, "at some new masterpiece, at a romance which is laid in Roman society, I am sure.

Mistrust him, Prince, and you, ladies, disarm the portrayer." "I," resumed Ardea, laughing pleasantly, "will give him notes upon myself, if he wants them, as long as this, and I will illustrate his romance into the bargain with photographs which I once had a rage for taking....