four lira a day

killed in Abyssinia

they brought an action

on the bright side

on his arm

in his fingers

a frown for an instant


all to the good

the filthy little house

irked and bored her

long and elaborate but thrifty

given a baronet seal

dewy ponds under forest trees

polo and gold

a quiet place with a cheap place

a little smoke lost in the air, the life of man

reduced to insignificance