They follow one another, like vapours rising from the ocean, and they are as much like one another as one sea-wave is to its predecessor.

See them laying-in their stocks of Roman _souvenirs_ at the shops in the Corso and the Via Condotti.

Their selections are principally from the cheap rosaries, coarse mosaics, and gilt jewellery, and generally those articles of which a lot may be had for a crown-piece.

They care little for what is really good in its way; all they want is something which can be bought nowhere but at Rome, and which will serve to their descendants as the evidence of their visit to the Eternal City.

They haggle as if they were at market, and yet, when they get back to the 'Minerva,' they wonder they have so little to show for their money.
If they took home nothing worse than their cheap rosaries, I should not find fault with them; but they carry opinions and impressions.
Don't tell them of the abuses which swarm throughout the kingdom of the Pope.