A Roman meet is a little less business-like than the same thing elsewhere; there is a little more dawdling, a little more conversation when many ladies chance to have come to see the hounds throw off; otherwise it is not different from other meets.

As for the Roman mountains, they are so totally unlike any other hills in the world, and so extremely beautiful in their own peculiar way, that to describe them would be an idle and a useless task, which could only serve to exhibit the vanity of the writer and the feebleness of his pen.
Don Giovanni arrived early in spite of his sleepless night.

He descended from his dogcart by the roadside, instead of driving into the field, and he took a careful survey of the carriages he saw before him.

Conspicuous in the distance he distinguished Donna Tullia Mayer standing among a little crowd of men near Valdarno's drag.

She was easily known by her dress, as Del Ferice had remarked on the previous evening.