topped an instant, and pointed out to us a little villa near, where Varchi lived, and wrote his Istorie Fiorentine; and then, as the Grand Duchess came by, he got into the carriage with her and drove off.
May 18.—We went to the gallery this morning, and after going for a short time through its principal rooms, . . . . we sat ourselves down to the collection of original drawings by Perugino, Raffaelle, etc., and had a luxurious hour over them . . . . . Afterwards we drove and climbed to San Miniato in Monte, a grand old church long since deserted, where we found old pictures and frescos in abundance, . . . . and a magnificent view of the ever-beautiful valley of the Arno, and the ever-picturesque Florence . . . . . When shall I see the like again?
We dined in the evening at the French Minister's, where everything was as tasteful and as comfortable as possible, and where we met the Belgian Minister, Count Vilain Quatorze, and his wife; the Sardinian, Count Broglia di Monbello; Mr