PAGE INTRODUCTION iii AUTHOR'S PREFACE ix PART I 1 CHAPTER I 3 CHAPTER II 27 CHAPTER III 59 CHAPTER IV 76 CHAPTER V 82 CHAPTER VI 90 CHAPTER VII 109 PART II 131 CHAPTER I 133 CHAPTER II 150 CHAPTER III 164 CHAPTER IV 177 PART III 193 CHAPTER I 195 CHAPTER II 214 CHAPTER III 219 CHAPTER IV 241 CHAPTER V 261 CHAPTER VI 273 CHAPTER VII 295 PART I NOSTALGIA CHAPTER I Rome was near. The November moon illuminated the Campagna--an immense mother-o'-pearl moon, clear and sad. The violence of the express train was met by the violence of a raging wind. Regina dozed and was dreaming herself still at home; the rumble of the train seemed the clatter of the mill upon the Po. Suddenly Antonio's hand pressed hers and she awoke with a start. "We are near arriving," said the young husband.