It was in Italy, at Sorrento, that I learned of your nearness.
You were off for Amalfi and I had just come from there.

For three days I ran across your name in the hotel registers.

I tried to find your permanent address, but failed.

Cook's nor the bankers in Naples knew anything about you.

I tell you what, it was discouraging." "What luck! I was having all my mail sent direct to Mentone, where I spent the winter.