No more distrust, nor division, nor vacillation, and a gratitude to the French nation which is quite pathetic.
Peni is all in a glow about Italy, and wishes he was 'great boy enough' to fight.

Meantime he does his lessons for the fighters--half a paul a day when he is good.
Mr.del Bene thought him much improved in his music, and I hope he gets on in other things, and that when we bring him back to you (crowned with Italian laurels), you will think so too.

Meanwhile think of us and love us, dearest Nonno.

I always think of your kindness to me.
Your ever affectionate Daughter, BA.
* * * * * _To Mr.Ruskin_ Casa Guidi: June 3, [1859].
My dear Mr.Ruskin,--We send to you every now and then somebody hungry for a touch from your hand; we who are famished for it ourselves.

But this time we send you a man whom you will value perfectly for himself and be kind to from yourself, quite spontaneously.