However, a few pretty women went by, particularly some young, silent girls with large, clear eyes.

And just as Dario had pointed out the Palazzo Buongiovanni, a huge seventeenth-century facade, with windows encompassed by foliaged ornamentation deplorably heavy in style, he added gaily: "Ah! look--that's Attilio there on the footway.

Young Lieutenant Sacco--you know, don't you ?" Pierre signed that he understood.

Standing there in uniform, Attilio, so young, so energetic and brave of appearance, with a frank countenance softly illumined by blue eyes like his mother's, at once pleased the priest.

He seemed indeed the very personification of youth and love, with all their enthusiastic, disinterested hope in the future.
"You'll see by and by, when we pass the palace again," said Dario.