Bologna, but never out of Italy."

"America is not like thy sunny land, Florinda."

"Ay, but it is the land of thy nativity, and I will love it for thy
sake, And then it is a free, republican government; there are no
serfs there-all are freemen. How proud you should feel to belong to
such a country."

"I do indeed feel proud, dear one; and doubly so when thy eloquent
tongue describes it so well."

He touched the guitar lightly and gaily, while he thought of the
happy tour they would make together.

"How proud I shall be of thee," he continued.

"How proud I am of thee."

"There is little pride in thee, Florinda, or thou wouldst never have
consented to marry one of my humble pretensions."

"Carlton," said the lady, reproachfully.

"And thou wilt marry the humble painter?"

"Nay, the envied artist, and protege of the duke."

"Ah, little have I coveted this advancement, but for the hope that
it has given me concerning thee, Florinda! The favored friend of the