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<h2> XXXVII. THE BARONNE DE MACUMER TO THE VICOMTESSE DE L'ESTORADE Genoa. </h2>
<p>My beloved beauty,—I was bitten with the fancy to see something of
Italy, and I am delighted at having carried off Macumer, whose plans in
regard to Sardinia are postponed.</p>
<p>This country is simple ravishing. The churches—above all, the
chapels—have a seductive, bewitching air, which must make every female
Protestant yearn after Catholicism. Macumer has been received with
acclamation, and they are all delighted to have made an Italian of so
distinguished a man. Felipe could have the Sardinian embassy at Paris if
I cared about it, for I am made much of at court.</p>
<p>If you write, address your letters to Florence. I have not time now
to go into any details, but I will tell you the story of our travels
whenever you come to Paris. We only remain here a week, and then go on
to Florence, taking Leghorn on the way. We shall stay a month in Tuscany
and a month at Naples, so as to reach Rome in November. Thence we return
home by Venice, where we shall spend the first fortnight of December,
and arrive in Paris, <i>via</i> Milan and Turin, for January.</p>
<p>Our journey is a perfect honeymoon; the sight of new places gives fresh
life to our passion. Macumer did not know Italy at all, and we have
begun with that splendid Cornice road, which might be the work of fairy
architects.</p>
<p>Good-bye, darling. Don't be angry if I don't write. It is impossible
to get a minute to oneself in traveling; my whole time is taken up with
seeing, admiring, and realizing my impressions. But not a word to you of
these till memory has given them their proper atmosphere.</p>
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