Zena, who let the heirs of the Uscoque and the judges get most of the old villain's wealth, was let off with two years' seclusion in a convent, where she still is.

I am going back there some day to paint her portrait; for in a few years, you know, all this will be forgotten.

Such are the follies one commits at eighteen!" "And you left me without a sou in the locanda at Venice," said Mistigris.

"And I had to get from Venice to Rome by painting portraits for five francs apiece, which they didn't pay me.

However, that was my halcyon time.