“I come from a region where a lady would hardly give me the same provocation.”

“You have insulted me, sir!  You have intimated that I am not a lady—­and I hope I am not one, after the pattern of your country.”

“I beg that you will give yourself no alarm on that head, madam; but at the same time I must insist—­always respectfully—­that you let me have my seat.”

Here the fragile laundress burst into tears and sobs.

“I never was so insulted before!  Never, never!  It is shameful, it is brutal, it is base, to bully and abuse an unprotected lady who has lost the use of her limbs and cannot put her feet to the floor without agony!”

“Good heavens, madam, why didn’t you say that at first!  I offer a thousand pardons.  And I offer them most sincerely.  I did not know—­I could not know—­anything was the matter.  You are most welcome to the seat, and would have been from the first if I had only known.  I am truly sorry it all happened, I do assure you.”

But he couldn’t get a word of forgiveness out of her.  She simply sobbed and sniffed in a subdued but wholly unappeasable way for two long hours, meantime crowding the man more than ever with her undertaker-furniture and paying no sort of attention to his frequent and humble little efforts to do something for her comfort.  Then the train halted at the Italian line and she hopped up and marched out of the car with as firm a leg as any washerwoman of all her tribe!  And how sick I was, to see how she had fooled me.

Turin is a very fine city.  In the matter of roominess it transcends anything that was ever dreamed of before, I fancy.  It sits in the midst of a vast dead-level, and one is obliged to imagine that land may be had for the asking, and no taxes to pay, so lavishly do they use it.  The streets are extravagantly wide, the paved squares are prodigious, the houses are huge and handsome, and compacted into uniform blocks that stretch away as straight as an arrow, into the distance.  The sidewalks are about as wide as ordinary European streets, and are covered over with a double arcade supported on great stone piers or columns.  One walks from one end to the other of these spacious streets, under shelter all the time, and all his course is lined with the prettiest of shops and the most inviting dining-houses.

There is a wide and lengthy court, glittering with the most wickedly enticing shops, which is roofed with glass, high aloft overhead, and paved with soft-toned marbles laid in graceful figures; and at night when the place is brilliant with gas and populous with a sauntering and chatting and laughing multitude of pleasure-seekers, it is a spectacle worth seeing.