She was sitting in one and busily swaying back and forward and said: "Here I do repose myself and I take these chairs home with me and when de gentlemen and de ladies do come to see me in Florence, I do show them how to repose themselves." Suddenly she looked at me and began to laugh immoderately.

"Oh," she explained, seeing my puzzled expression, "I deed think of you as so _deeferent_, I deed think you were very tall and theen, with leetle, wiggly curls on each side of your face." She evidently had in mind the typical old maid with gimlet ringlets! So we sat and rocked and laughed, for I was equally surprised to meet a person so "different" from my romantic ideal.

Like the two Irishmen, who chancing to meet were each mistaken in the identity of the other.
As one of them put it, "We looked at each other and, faith, it turned out to be nayther of us." The Princess Massalsky sent to Mrs.Oliver and myself valuable tokens of her regard as souvenirs..