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Any place was good enough so I thought, at least, then. New adventures, new miseries awaited me some carrettiere, or other, guessing that I was no friend of his, nor of the whole set of them, had thrown the jattatura on me. I alighted at the Colombina, after four hours' ride, to give the horses time to rest a little.
Nino was brought to me here. One day in the autumn a carrettiere from Serveti, who would sometimes stop at my door and leave me a basket of grapes in the vintage, or a pitcher of fresh oil in winter, because he never used to pay his house-rent when I was his landlord but he is a good fellow, Gigi and so he tries to make amends now; well, as I was saying, he came one day and gave me a great basket of fine grapes, and he brought Nino with him, a little boy of scarce six years just to show him to me, he said.
From time to time things seemed to proceed all right, and you thought yourself free from further trouble, but you soon found out your mistake, as an enormous ammunition car went smack into your path, as one wheel got entangled with another, and as imperturbable Signor Carrettiere evidently took delight at a fresh opportunity for stoppage, inaction, indolence, and sleep.
I soon came to the conclusion that Italy would not be free when the Austrians had been driven away, for that another and a more formidable foe an enemy to society and comfort, to men and horses, to mankind in general would have still to be beaten, expelled, annihilated, in the shape of the carrettiere.
From time to time things seemed to proceed all right, and you thought yourself free from further trouble, but you soon found out your mistake, as an enormous ammunition car went smack into your path, as one wheel got entangled with another, and as imperturbable Signor Carrettiere evidently took delight at a fresh opportunity for stoppage, inaction, indolence, and sleep.
Any place was good enough so I thought, at least, then. New adventures, new miseries awaited me some carrettiere, or other, guessing that I was no friend of his, nor of the whole set of them, had thrown the jattatura on me. I alighted at the Colombina, after four hours' ride, to give the horses time to rest a little.
I soon came to the conclusion that Italy would not be free when the Austrians had been driven away, for that another and a more formidable foe an enemy to society and comfort, to men and horses, to mankind in general would have still to be beaten, expelled, annihilated, in the shape of the carrettiere.
I cried, in delight, when I recognised the old carrettiere who used to bring me grapes and wine, and still does when the fancy takes him. "Dio mio! Signor Conte!" he cried, with his mouth full, and holding up the bread and fish with his two hands, in astonishment.
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