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Updated: June 25, 2025
We ride to Scutari The Albanian Customs officials We suffer much from Turkish saddles Arrival at Scutari, and again pass the Customs "Buon arrivato" Scutari and its religious troubles The town and bazaar A slight misunderstanding, Yes and No We return to Rijeka by steamer The beauties of the trip Wrong change The prodigal son's return, when the fatted calf is not killed.
At seven o'clock she was ready. A very few things that could be easily carried she would take with her; her cloak would hide them. Now she must wait for the appointed moment. It seemed to be very cold; she shivered. A minute or two before the half-hour, she left her room silently. On the stairs a servant passed her, and looked surprised in giving the "Buon giorno."
To us, however, he showed his politer side, patting the Major on the back and repeating several times "buon sistema, buon sistema!" The physical discomfort of those early days was great, but we were full of buoyancy and health. Everything froze hard during the night, one's boots, one's clothing, if damp when taken off, the ink in one's fountain pen.
Isn't it strange? I feel out here in Africa as if you were Sicily. But you are, indeed, for me. You are Sicily, you are the sun, you are everything that means joy to me, that means music, that means hope and peace. Buon riposo, my dearest one. Can you feel can you how happy I am to-night?" The second week in June! Maurice stood holding the letter in his hand.
That is the light in the Casa delle Sirene." "But no one lives there." "Oh, it has been built up now, and Salvatore Buonavista lives there with Maddalena. Buon riposo, signora. Buon riposo, signore." "Buon riposo, Gaspare." And Maurice echoed it: "Buon riposo." As Gaspare went away round the angle of the cottage to his room near Tito's stable, Maurice added: "Buon riposo.
Emilia cried convulsively "Addio!" Her brain had become on a sudden vacant of a thought, and all she knew was that she descended. "Sei buon' Italiana?" Across what chasm did the words come to her?
Lawrence hesitated as if not quite sure of the outcome of such unpremeditation. But Miss Barton questioned the gondolier. "The Buon Pesche that will be lovely; Bastian will paddle over and order the supper. We can walk around." So Lawrence, as if yielding against his judgment, knelt down and picked up her wrap.
The captain's man Wilhelm had been the one to pounce on poor Beppo while the latter was wandering disconsolately. Leaving him to howl, Weisspriess procured the loan of a horse from a colonel of cavalry at the Buon Consiglio barracks, and mounted an hour before dawn, followed by Wilhelm. He reached Cles in time to learn that Vittoria and her party had passed through it a little in advance of him.
He exacted the retirement of a minister whom he considered incurably timorous, especially in ecclesiastical legislation. The point was yielded, but D'Azeglio said to La Marmora, "We are beginning badly with your buon diavolo." The good Massimo got no comfort from the king: "Don't you see that this man will turn you all out?"
He looked round. Sundry small articles in daily use the count's pipe, his old brass tobacco-box: a few such things that a man lives with, and puts in his pocket when he goes away were missing. "Buon Diou! Buon Diou! Buon Diou gone!" muttered the priest, lapsing into his native dialect. He looked around him with keen eyes at the blackened walls, at the carpet worn into holes.
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