’They have been telling us since the world began so many lies, that I for one have determined never to believe anything again.  Labour leads to greed, and greed to selfishness, and selfishness to treachery, and treachery straight to the devil, straight to the devil.  Ha, my friend, all your leading articles won’t lead you out of that.  What’s the news?  Who’s alive?  Who dead?  Who in?  Who out?  What think you of a man who has not seen a newspaper for two months; and who holds no conversation with the world further than is needed for the cooking of his polenta and the cooling of his modest wine-flask?’

‘You see your wife sometimes,’ said Stanbury.

’My wife!  Now, my friend, let us drop that subject.  Of all topics of talk it is the most distressing to man in general, and I own that I am no exception to the lot.  Wives, Stanbury, are an evil, more or less necessary to humanity, and I own to being one who has not escaped.  The world must be populated, though for what reason one does not see.  I have helped to the extent of one male bantling; and if you are one who consider population desirable, I will express my regret that I should have done no more.’

It was very difficult to force Trevelyan out of this humour, and it was not till Stanbury had risen apparently to take his leave that he found it possible to say a word as to his mission there.  ’Don’t you think you would be happier at home?’ he asked.

‘Where is my home, Sir Knight of the midnight pen?’

‘England is your home, Trevelyan.’

’No, sir; England was my home once; but I have taken the liberty accorded to me by my Creator of choosing a new country.  Italy is now my nation, and Casalunga is my home.’

‘Every tie you have in the world is in England.’

’I have no tie, sir, no tie anywhere.  It has been my study to untie all the ties; and, by Jove, I have succeeded.  Look at me here.  I have got rid of the trammels pretty well haven’t I? have unshackled myself, and thrown off the paddings, and the wrappings, and the swaddling clothes.  I have got rid of the conventionalities, and can look Nature straight in the face.  I don’t even want the Daily Record, Stanbury think of that!’

Stanbury paced the length of the terrace, and then stopped for a moment down under the blaze of the sun, in order that he might think how to address this philosopher.  ‘Have you heard,’ he said at last, ’that I am going to marry your sister-in-law, Nora Rowley?’

’Then there will be two more full-grown fools in the world certainly, and probably an infinity of young fools coming afterwards.  Excuse me, Stanbury, but this solitude is apt to make one plain-spoken.’

‘I got Sir Marmaduke’s sanction the day before I left.’

’Then you got the sanction of an illiterate, ignorant, self-sufficient, and most contemptible old man; and much good may it do you.’

’Let him be what he may, I was glad to have it.  Most probably I shall never see him again.  He sails from Southampton for the Mandarins on this day week.’