I dare say he would.

Then his Florentines frightened him with ideas of the awful massacre we were to be subjected to here.

The pony travelled like a glorified Houyhnhnm and we have brought a second male servant to take care of him.

It was an economy; for the wages of Rome are inordinate.
Pen's tender love to his nonno and you with that of Your ever affectionate sister, BA.
* * * * * _To Miss E.F.

Haworth_ [Rome]: 28 Via Tritone: Friday [winter 1859].
My dearest Fanny,--Set me down as a wretch, but hear me.