We owe him some gratitude therefore.
Penini has his pony here, and rides with his father.

We have had the coolest summer I ever remember in Italy.

I _could_ have been very happy.
But God, who 'tempers the wind,' finds it necessary for the welfare of some of us to temper the sunshine also....
As the very poorest proof of gratitude for your letter, Robert suggests that I should enclose this photograph of Penini and myself taken at Rome this last spring.

You will like to have them, we fancy, but it is Robert's gift.

I was half inclined last year to send you a photograph from Field Talfourd's picture of me,[91] but I shrank back, knowing that dear Mr.Martin would cry out at the flattery of it, which he well might do.