Her language I suspected strongly to be that of Italy.

How should he be the father of an Italian?
But were there not some foreign lineaments in his countenance?
This idea seemed to open a new world to my view.

I had gained, from my books, confused ideas of European governments and manners.

I knew that the present was a period of revolution and hostility.

Might not these be illustrious fugitives from Provence or the Milanese?
Their portable wealth, which may reasonably be supposed to be great, they have transported hither.