Still, I am not equal to driving out.

I hope to take my first drive in a very few days though, and the very asses are ministering to me--in milk.

All the English physicians had found it convenient (the beloved Grand Duke being absent) to leave Florence, and Zanetti was attending the Piedmontese hospitals, so that I had to attend me none of the old oracles--only a Prussian physician (Dr.Gresonowsky), a very intelligent man, of whom we knew a little personally, and who had a strong political sympathy with me.

(He and I used to sit together on Isa Blagden's terrace and relieve ourselves by abusing each other's country; and whether he expressed most moral indignation against England or I against Prussia, remained doubtful.) Afterwards he came to cure me, and was as generous in his profession as became his politics.

People are usually very kind to us, I must say.