These are things you ought to learn to think of, caro mio!" replied the Marchese, a little annoyed at having to put his feelings on the subject into such plain words.
"I'll take care that things shall be as you wish.

When is she to arrive ?" asked Ludovico.
"About the end of the year--in a month's time or thereabouts.

Stadione did not mention whether the day of her coming had been fixed.

Her first appearance will be on the night of the Beffana, the 6th of January." "Because they were talking at the Circolo of getting up some little matter of welcome,--taking the horses from her carriage, and drawing her in, or some thing of that kind, and a serenata of course.

Leandro is busy already with a poem for the occasion, you may swear!" "Bravo! bene! If only our good friend the Conte keeps his muse within tolerable limits! It would not do to quite smother her in verse on her first arrival; and, you know, our good Leandro has rather a special gift that way.