I find guide.' 'You needn't bother.

Your guide would be Italian, and it's too much of a strain to talk to a man all day in dumb show.' He folded his arms with a weary sigh.

'A week of Valedolmo! An eternity!' Gustavo echoed the sigh.

Though he did not entirely comprehend the trouble, still he was of a generously sympathetic nature.
'It is a pity,' he observed casually, 'zat you are not acquaint wif ze Signor Americano who lives in Villa Rosa.

He also finds Valedolmo undiverting.