Glimpsing the Moon

It rose for them -- the moon -- their tutelary orb, if you prefer to put it that way, as indeed you may, goodness knows, some do -- over Como, Streffy's villa, marble balustrades, stephanotis, gardenias, nightingales, and Streffy's cigars....

But now their month was ended. They were packing for the next on their string, Vanderlyn's palazzo in Venice, equally well found.