be able to tell me would not be worth knowing. But no one in New
York can give me the smallest information about the etat de fortune
of Mr. Louis Leverett. It is true that he is a native of Boston,
where most of his friends reside; I cannot, however, go to the
expense of a journey to Boston simply to learn, perhaps, that Mr.
Leverett (the young Louis) has an income of five thousand francs.
As I say, however, he does not strike me as dangerous. When Aurora
comes back to me, after having passed an hour with the young Louis,
she says that he has described to her his emotions on visiting the
home of Shelley, or discussed some of the differences between the
Boston Temperament and that of the Italians of the Renaissance. You
will not enter into these rapprochements, and I can't blame you.
But you won't betray me, chere Madame?



III. FROM MISS STURDY, AT NEWPORT, TO MRS. DRAPER, IN FLORENCE.



September 30.

I promised to tell you how I like it, but the truth is, I have gone
to and fro so often that I have ceased to like and dislike. Nothing
strikes me as unexpected; I expect everything in its order. Then,
too, you know, I am not a critic; I have no talent for keen
analysis, as the magazines say; I don't go into the reasons of
things. It is true I have been for a longer time than usual on the
wrong side of the water, and I admit that I feel a little out of
training for American life. They are breaking me in very fast,