Then, after probably more careless tenants, came Baron Franchetti with his wealth and zeal to restore such of its glories as he might, and although no haste is being employed, the good work continues.
The palace is not open, but an obliging custodian is pleased to grow enthusiastic to visitors.

Slowly but painstakingly the reconstruction proceeds.

Painted ceilings are being put back, mosaic floors are being pieced together, cornices are taking the place of terrible papering and boarding: enough of all of the old having remained for the scheme to be faithfully completed.

Stepping warily over the crazy floors of these vast rooms, one does not envy Taglioni when the Tramontana blew.

She would have to dance then, if ever, or be cold indeed.
The facade of the Ca' d'Oro is of course its greatest possession.