Conveniences; the loads of box coats and upper
benjamins on the dickey - and the fresh, burly, gruff-looking face at
the window, proclaimed at once that it was the equipage of an
Englishman.
"Fresh horses to Fondi," said the Englishman, as the landlord came
bowing to the carriage door.
"Would not his Excellenza alight and take some refreshment?"
"No - he did not mean to eat until he got to Fondi!"
"But the horses will be some time in getting ready - "
"Ah. - that's always the case - nothing but delay in this cursed
country."
"If his Excellenza would only walk into the house - "
"No, no, no! - I tell you no! - I want nothing but horses, and as quick
as possible. John! see that the horses are got ready, and don't let us
be kept here an hour or two. Tell him if we're delayed over the time,
I'll lodge a complaint with the postmaster."
John touched his hat, and set off to obey his master's orders, with the
taciturn obedience of an English servant. He was a ruddy, round-faced
fellow, with hair cropped close; a short coat, drab breeches, and long
gaiters; and appeared to have almost as much contempt as his master for
everything around him.
In the mean time the Englishman got out of the carriage and walked up
and down before the inn, with his hands in his pockets:
