He has had a very happy time here (besides the pony) having made friends with all the contadini, who adore him, and helped them to keep the sheep, catch the stray cows, drive the oxen in the grape-carts, and to bring in the vintage generally, besides reading and expounding revolutionary poems to them at evening.

The worst of it was, while it lasted, that he ate so many grapes he could eat nothing else whatever.
Still, he looks rosy and well, and there's nothing to regret....
Robert has let his moustache and beard grow together, and looks very picturesque.

I thought I should not like the moustache, but I do.

He is in very good looks altogether, though, in spite of remonstrances, he has given up walking before breakfast, and doesn't walk at any time half enough.

_I_ was in fault chiefly, because he both sate up at night with me and kept by me when I was generally ill in the mornings.