Signorina, I can dance on one rope--I am a man.

I am not a midge--I cannot dance upon nothing." The days of Vittoria's youth had been passed in England.

It was not unknown to her that old English friends were on the way to Italy; the recollection of a quiet and a buried time put a veil across her features.

She was perplexed by the mention of the Austrian officer by Luigi, as one may be who divines the truth too surely, but will not accept it for its loathsomeness.

There were Englishmen in the army of Austria.