I, for instance, have been kept in the house for a fortnight or more (till Christmas Day, when I was able to get to St.Peter's) by tramontana; but there has been sun on _most_ days of cold, and nothing has been _severe_ as cold.

The hard weather came in November, before we arrived.

I was out yesterday, and may be to-day, perhaps.

'Judge ye!'...
You bid me write.

But to what end, if you are here on New Year's Day?
There's not time for a letter.
And at first I intended not to write, till beginning to consider how, as you are not actually of the race of Medes and Persians, you might possibly so modify your plans as to be able to receive these lines.