On his face glowed the richest hue of health; his eyes glistened merrily.

With him he carried a basket, which, as soon as he was settled, gave forth an abundant meal.

The gusto of his eating, the satisfaction with which he eyed his glasses of red wine, excited my appetite.

But who _was_ he?
Not, I could see, a tourist; yet how account for this health and vigour in a native of the district?
I had not seen such a man since I set out upon my travels; the contrast he made with the figures of late familiar to me was so startling that I had much ado to avoid continuously gazing at him.

His proximity did me good; the man radiated health.
When next the train stopped he exchanged words with some one on the platform, and I heard that he was going to Catanzaro.