Twilight in Italy

by D. H. Lawrence

They had all become more friendly to me, they accepted me.

'You are a German?' asked one youth.

'No—English.'

'English? But do you live in Switzerland?'

'No—I am walking to Italy.'

'On foot?'

They looked with wakened eyes.

'Yes.'

So I told them about my journey. They were puzzled. They did not quite understand why I wanted to walk. But they were delighted with the idea of going to Lugano and Como and then to Milan.

'Where do you come from?' I asked them.