The result was a shining newly-minted two-lire piece.

He pocketed it with a fresh succession of bows.
"_Grazie tanto_! Has ze signore need of anysing ?" "Have I need of anysing ?" There was reproach, indignation, disgust in the young man's tone.

"How can you ask such a question, Gustavo?
Here am I, three days in Valedolmo, with seven more stretching before me.

I have plenty of towels and soap and soft-boiled eggs, if that is what you mean; but a man's spirit cannot be nourished on soap and soft-boiled eggs.
What I need is food for the mind--diversion, distraction, amusement--no, Gustavo, you needn't offer me the Paris _Herald_ again.

I already know by heart the list of guests in every hotel in Switzerland." "Ah, it is diversion zat you wish?
Have you seen zat ver' beautiful Luini in ze chapel of San Bartolomeo?
It is four hundred years old." "Yes, Gustavo, I have seen the Luini in the chapel of San Bartolomeo.