These men in petticoats possess marvellous seductions, and are irresistible in the art of wheedling.

The Holy Father himself converses now with one, now with the other, and addresses each as "My dear General!" A soldier must be very ungrateful, very badly taught, and have fallen off sadly from the old French chivalry, if he refuses to let himself be killed at the gates of the Vatican where his vanity has been so charmingly tickled.
Our ambassadors, too, are resident foreigners, exposed to the personal flatteries of Roman society.

Poor Count de Rayneval! He was so petted, and cajoled, and deceived, that he ended by penning the _Note_ of the 14th of May, 1856.
His successor, the Duke de Gramont, is not only an accomplished gentleman, but a man of talent, with a highly cultivated mind.

The Emperor sent him from Turin to Rome, so it was to be expected that the Pontifical Government would appear to him doubly detestable, first, from its own defects, and then by comparison with what he had just quitted.

I had the honour of conversing with this brilliant young diplomatist, shortly after his arrival, when the Roman people expected a great deal of him.