Palazzo dei Diavoli

Woke up soon after 5 and could not go to sleep. Got up a little after six and wrote a letter to Uncle Hugh enclosing Florence’s letter from San Pellegrino.

Washed out some gloves, h’chiefs re – did some sewing – went out with Helen to take a tram ride but the tram was so late in starting that we thought we should not have time before lunch – so started home – Met the English woman from the Crocini, Mrs. Moore. She said Mrs. Wylde was going to the Dolomites tomorrow.

Did not lie down after lunch but mended my clothes instead. Expected the Italian teacher at four – but she came at five and said she could not give me a lesson today, but would tomorrow at 5.

Then Mrs. Oudesluys, Helen and I went out and got into a train that went to the Piazza Diavoli*. It was a pleasant ride. We walked back going into a church on the way – near the house. I came into the house and rested while the others sat in the park.

After dinner, sat with Helen, Mrs. Clement and her daughter, Miss Jeanerette. They told lots of funny stories, Miss. J. especially of the quaint things her Italian pupils in New York had said. It is cold tonight.

*Probably the Palazzo dei Diavoli, sometimes called the Palazzo del Turco, and located outside the Porta Camillia.