Italian Letters of a Diplomat's Wife: January-May, 1880; February-April, 1904Waddington, Mary King
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Italian Letters of a Diplomat's Wife: January-May, 1880; February-April, 1904
Waddington, Mary King
Rome (Italy) -- Social life and customs
This morning I have been unpacking--or rather Madame Hubert has--and
settling myself in my salon, making the two corners--feminine and
masculine--as I did in Rome. I have no convenient Palazzo Altemps to
help me out with cushions, screens, etc., but I found lovely flowers
which the landlord (who received us in dress clothes and his hat in his
hand) put there, and as he was very civil and pleased to have the
"Excellenza" and hoped I would ask for anything I wanted, I have asked
for and obtained an arm-chair, and suggested he should give me a simple
table-cover instead of the beautiful green velvet one, embroidered with
pink roses, which now ornaments my salon. With my careless way of
writing and facility for putting ink all over myself, even in my hair, I
am afraid that work of art would be seriously deteriorated. He sent up
this morning to know if I wanted my breakfast upstairs--if I would come
down he would reserve me a small table in the window. I shall go down--I
hate meals in a sitting-room and I should like to see what sort of
people there are in the hotel.
10 o'clock.
I will go on to-night while W. is putting his papers in order. I
breakfasted alone downstairs about 12. The dining-room is a large,
handsome room across the court. There were very few people--not more
than four tables occupied--a large English family with troops of
fair-haired children--girls in white frocks and long black stockings and
boys in Eton coats. They all looked about the same age, but I suppose
they weren't. They were very quiet and well-behaved, quite unlike any of
our small relations. I have vivid recollections of travelling with some
of them--all talking at once at the top of their lungs, "Pa, give me a
penny," "Pa, give me a cake," "Pa, what's that for?" etc.
The reading-room opened out of the dining-room, so I went in to have a
look at the papers--found a "Débats" and the "Times," and read up all
that was going on in the fashionable and political world. W. came in
about 4--he had ordered a carriage for 4.30, and as it was a lovely
afternoon we thought we would drive about the streets a little and out
into the country. He had had a delightful morning--says the Museum is
most interesting--the cabinet de médailles a marvel. He has arranged to
go there every day at 10 o'clock--will work there until 3, then come
back for me and we shall have our afternoon. He is much pleased with
this arrangement but he doesn't think the employees of the cabinet de
médailles will find it quite so satisfactory, as some one must always be
with him. They never leave any one alone in these rooms. He thinks there
are only two people for this service, and they will naturally hate
spending a long day doing nothing while he studies and copies.
The Directeur received him to-day most enthusiastically--knew all about
his collection of coins.
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