"Foster-father, anyway. For four years he clothed and fed and educated me, and I was the same as his own son."
"Had he no children of his own?"
"One little daughter, no bigger than Joseph when I saw her last—Roma."
"Roma?"
"Yes, her father was a Liberal, and her name was Roma."
"When the doctor came to Italy on the errand which ended in his imprisonment he gave her into the keeping of some Italian friends in London. I was too young to take charge of her then. Besides, I left England shortly afterward and went to America."
"Where is she now?" said Elena.
"When I returned to England ... she was dead."
"Well, there's nothing new under the sun of Rome—Donna Roma came from London," said Bruno.