. Italian letters of a diplomat's wife, January-May, 1880, February-April, 1904 . ould have politely but forcibly insistedupon his leaving his throne and country—but wheneverI raised the question I had always that inert force the raison detat opposed to me. We crossed him theother day driving. The carriage full of red-fezzed menattracted my attention, and our Giuseppe told us whothey were. He looked very fat and smiling, evidentlywas not ronge by his disasters. Turkam suggestedthat I should come alone, but that of course I could notdo. Mrs. Bailey, who has also an apartment on the Piazza,has a
. Italian letters of a diplomat's wife, January-May, 1880, February-April, 1904 . ould have politely but forcibly insistedupon his leaving his throne and country—but wheneverI raised the question I had always that inert force the raison detat opposed to me. We crossed him theother day driving. The carriage full of red-fezzed menattracted my attention, and our Giuseppe told us whothey were. He looked very fat and smiling, evidentlywas not ronge by his disasters. Turkam suggestedthat I should come alone, but that of course I could notdo. Mrs. Bailey, who has also an apartment on the Piazza,has asked us to come to her, but I think I shall stayquietly at home and look out of the window. I see lotsof officers and functionaries, in uniform, passing in fiacresand riding, and a general migration of the whole cityincluding the beggars and flower girls of the SpanishSteps toward the Piazza. W. says he will smoke hiscigar walking about in the crowd, and will see very well. I was interrupted by a message from Gert begging meto come to her at once. Her maid was in such an ex-. Queen Margherita of Italy. i88o] OF A DIPLOMATS WIFE 77 traordinary state of violence she thought she was crazy—and as Eugene was away for a day or two she wasreally afraid. I questioned the little footman who broughtthe note but he was very non-committal. W. was alreadyoff to see the review and I left him a note explainingwhere I was and asking him if I didnt get back tobreakfast to come and get me at Gerts. I then startedof¥ with the little footman who had a fiacre I entered the court of the Palazzo Altemps a glimpseof a white, frightened face at the window told me whatGerts state was. Poor dear, she was terribly upset,and Eugenes being away is a complication. Her twomen-servants are very devoted, but they evidently feeluncomfortable. She asked me if I would go with herand see the woman. We found her sitting in a chairin Gerts dressing-room looking certainly most unpleas-ant, sullen, and
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