The Barcaccia splashed and gurgled softly, glistening under the moon that was mirrored in its waters.

Four or five hackney carriages stood in a line with their lamps lighted.

From the Via del Babuino came a tinkle of bells, and the dull tramp of hoofs, as of a herd in motion.
At the foot of the steps the Baron took leave of him.
'Good-bye then, till to-morrow.

I shall be with you a little before nine with Ludovico.

You must make a pass or so, just to unstiffen the muscles.