This discovery was most agreeable, but I felt sad and I wanted calm and silence.

We reached Avessa without one word being exchanged, and as the vetturino stopped there only to water his mules, we did not get out of the coach.

From Avessa to Capua my companions conversed almost without interruption, and, wonderful to relate! I did not open my lips once.

I was amused by the Neapolitan jargon of the gentleman, and by the pretty accent of the ladies, who were evidently Romans.

It was a most wonderful feat for me to remain five hours before two charming women without addressing one word to them, without paying them one compliment.
At Capua, where we were to spend the night, we put up at an inn, and were shown into a room with two beds--a very usual thing in Italy.