'You should have come by Perugia and Spoleto.

Do you know Spello ?' Miss Foster stared.
'Edward!' said Miss Manisty, 'how could she have heard of Spello?
It is the first time she has ever been in Italy.' 'No matter!' he said, and in a moment his moroseness was lit up, chased away by the little pleasure of his own whim--'Some day Miss Foster must hear of Spello.

May I not be the first person to tell her that she should see Spello ?' 'Really, Edward!' cried Miss Manisty, looking at him in a mild exasperation.
'But there was so much to see at Florence!' said Lucy Foster, wondering.
'No--pardon me!--there is nothing to be seen at Florence--or nothing that one ought to wish to see--till the destroyers of the town have been hung in their own new Piazza!' 'Oh yes!--that is a real disfigurement!' said the girl eagerly.

'And yet--can't one understand ?--they must use their towns for themselves.

They can't always be thinking of them as museums--as we do.' 'The argument would be good if the towns were theirs,' he said, flashing round upon her.