Try this Montepulciano!" He accepted the glass I proffered him, and tasted the wine with the air of a connoisseur.
"Exquisite!" he murmured, sipping it lazily.

"You are lodged en prince here, conte! I envy you!" "You need not," I answered.

"You have youth and health, and--as you have hinted to me--love; all these things are better than wealth, so people say.

At any rate, youth and health are good things--love I have no belief in.

As for me, I am a mere luxurious animal, loving comfort and ease beyond anything.