But foreigners are different.

If they are satisfied they pay their money and ask no questions.

Besides, he studied all the time, saying that if he ever lost his voice he would turn man of letters; which sounded so prudent that I had nothing to say.

Once, we were walking in the Corso, and the contessina with her father passed in the carriage.

Nino raised his hat, but they did not see him, for there is always a crowd in the Corso.
"Tell me," he cried, excitedly, as they went by, "is it not true that she is beautiful ?" "A piece of marble, my son," said I, suspecting nothing; and I turned into a tobacconist's to buy a cigar.
One day--Nino says it was in November--the contessina began asking him questions about the Pantheon, it was in the middle of the lesson, and he wondered at her stopping to talk.