She stood a moment looking at Roderick's handsome slumber.
"What delicious oblivion!" she said.

"Happy man! Stenterello"-- and she pointed to his face--"wake him up!" The poodle extended a long pink tongue and began to lick Roderick's cheek.
"Why," asked Rowland, "if he is happy ?" "Oh, I want companions in misery! Besides, I want to show off my dog." Roderick roused himself, sat up, and stared.

By this time Mrs.Light had approached, walking with a gentleman on each side of her.

One of these was the Cavaliere Giacosa; the other was Prince Casamassima.

"I should have liked to lie down on the grass and go to sleep," Christina added.
"But it would have been unheard of." "Oh, not quite," said the Prince, in English, with a tone of great precision.