Chapter 33 - Page 2

carriages; we will give you twelve piastres for to-day,
tomorrow, and the day after, and then you will make a good
profit."

"But, excellency" -- said Pastrini, still striving to gain
his point.

"Now go," returned Franz, "or I shall go myself and bargain
with your affettatore, who is mine also; he is an old friend
of mine, who has plundered me pretty well already, and, in
the hope of making more out of me, he will take a less price
than the one I offer you; you will lose the preference, and
that will be your fault."

"Do not give yourselves the trouble, excellency," returned
Signor Pastrini, with the smile peculiar to the Italian
speculator when he confesses defeat; "I will do all I can,
and I hope you will be satisfied."

"And now we understand each other."

"When do you wish the carriage to be here?"

"In an hour."

"In an hour it will be at the door."

An hour after the vehicle was at the door; it was a hack
conveyance which was elevated to the rank of a private
carriage in honor of the occasion, but, in spite of its
humble exterior, the young men would have thought themselves
happy to have secured it for the last three days of the
Carnival. "Excellency," cried the cicerone, seeing Franz
approach the window, "shall I bring the carriage nearer to
the palace?"

Accustomed as Franz was to the Italian phraseology, his
first impulse was to look round him, but these words were
addressed to him. Franz was the "excellency," the vehicle
was the "carriage," and the Hotel de Londres was the
"palace." The genius for laudation characteristic of the
race was in that phrase.

Franz and Albert descended, the carriage approached the
palace; their excellencies stretched their legs along the
seats; the cicerone sprang into the seat behind. "Where do
your excellencics wish to go?" asked he.

"To Saint Peter's first, and then to the Colosseum,"
returned Albert. But Albert did not know that it takes a day
to see Saint Peter's, and a month to study it. The day was
passed at Saint Peter's alone. Suddenly the daylight began
to fade away; Franz took out his watch -- it was half-past
four. They returned to the hotel; at the door Franz ordered
the coachman to be ready at eight. He wished to show Albert
the Colosseum by moonlight, as he had shown him Saint
Peter's by daylight. When we show a friend a city one has
already visited, we feel the same pride as when we point out
a woman whose lover we have been. He was to leave the city
by the Porta del Popolo, skirt the outer wall, and re-enter
by the Porta San Giovanni; thus they would behold the
Colosseum without finding their impressions dulled by first
looking on the Capitol, the