"Perhaps that _is_ why." The Italian character struck me as having interesting phases, but I did not allow this impression to appear.

I looked indifferently out of the window.

Italian sunsets are very becoming.
"The signora, your mother, has told me that you have no brothers or sisters, Mees Wick.

She made me the confidence--it was most kind." "There never has been any secret about it, Count." "Then you have not even one ?" Count Filgiatti's eyes were full of melancholy sympathy.
"I think," I said with coldness, "that in a matter of that kind, momma's word should hardly need corroboration." "Ah, it is sad! With me what difference! Can you believe of eleven?
And the father with the saints! And I of course am the eldest of all." "Dear me," I said, "what a responsibility!" "Ah, you recognise! you understand the--the necessities, yes ?" At that moment the train stopped at Civita Vecchia, and the Senator awoke and put his hat on.

"The Eternal City," he remarked when he descried that the name of the station was not Rome, "appears to have an eternal railway to match.