such a gleam of sun, as lighted up the whole man, now that he was hired.
"Well!" said I, when I was ready, "shall we go out now?"
"If the gentleman pleases. It is a beautiful day. A little fresh, but charming; altogether charming. The gentleman will allow me to open the door. This is the Inn Yard. The courtyard of the Golden Lion! The gentleman will please to mind his footing on the stairs."
We were now in the street.
"This is the street of the Golden Lion. This, the outside of the Golden Lion. The interesting window up there, on the first Piano, where the pane of glass is broken, is the window of the gentleman's chamber!"
Having viewed all these remarkable objects, I inquired if there were much to see in Mantua.
"Well! Truly, no. Not much! So, so," he said, shrugging his shoulders apologetically.
"Many churches?"
"No. Nearly all suppressed by the French."
"Monasteries or convents?"
"No. The French again! Nearly all suppressed by Napoleon."
"Much business?"
"Very little business."
"Many strangers?"
"Ah Heaven!"
I thought he would have fainted.
"Then, when we have seen the two large Churches yonder, what shall we do next?" said I.
