Sylvester Scovel and Phillips of The World arrived just as it was all over, and so Bass and I are about the only two Americans who were in it.
The train from Brindisi stopped at Rome on the way back and I went to see the Pages.

They took me out and showed me Rome by moonlight in one hour.

It was like a cinematograph.

They are here now and coming to dinner tonight.

Last night the consul had all our friends to dinner to welcome me back, and maybe I was not glad.