Grazia Deledda & Grazia Deledda 
Nostalgia [EPUB ebook] 

Rome was near.
The November moon illuminated the Campagna—an immense mother-o’-pearl moon, clear and sad. The violence of the express train was met by the violence of a raging wind.
Regina dozed and was dreaming herself still at home; the rumble of the train seemed the clatter of the mill upon the Po. Suddenly Antonio’s hand pressed hers and she awoke with a start.
'We are near arriving, ’ said the young husband.