13My father's things, meanwhile, began to go quite well. He was happy with his work and he got satisfactions from it. Even the financial side was not despicable, but he had not yet achieved what was hoped for. However, in my house a sense of infinite tranquillity reigned, until then we had not known a such sense. From the corner of my eye, I always scrutinized my father and I followed him both in his gestures and in his thoughts. When he was in a good mood, I was too. I've always been his shadow: I loved my mother, but I loved my father! Woe to those who had touched him! Tourists continued to be scarce: our country still did not offer those conditions of security and serenity sought by those who leave their homes for reasons of leisure or culture. Only when Italy began to have a more stabl
