Book 2, Chapter 19: Choulette Takes a Journey

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌⁠It was the next day.

Having carefully placed on the drawing-room table his knotty stick, his pipe, and his antique carpet-bag, Choulette bowed to Madame Martin, who was reading at the window. He was going to Assisi. He wore a sheepskin coat, and resembled the old shepherds in pictures of the Nativity.

“Farewell, Madame. I am quitting Fiesole, you, Dechartre, the too handsome Prince Albertinelli, and