Theydidnotunderstandme。Theytookmeintotheguard—houseandsearchedme，buttheyfoundnoseditiononme。Theyfoundasmallpieceofsoap（wecarrysoapwithus，now，）andImadethemapresentofit，seeingthattheyregardeditasacuriosity。IcontinuedtosayHoteld\'Europe，andtheycontinuedtoshaketheirheads，untilatlastayoungsoldiernoddinginthecornerrousedupandsaidsomething。Hesaidheknewwherethehotelwas，Isuppose，fortheofficeroftheguardsenthimawaywithme。Wewalkedahundredorahundredandfiftymiles，itappearedtome，andthenhegotlost。Heturnedthiswayandthat，andfinallygaveitupandsignifiedthathewasgoingtospendtheremainderofthemorningtryingtofindthecitygateagain。Atthatmomentitstruckmethattherewassomethingfamiliaraboutthehouseovertheway。Itwasthehotel！
Itwasahappythingformethattherehappenedtobeasoldiertherethatknewevenasmuchashedid;fortheysaythatthepolicyofthegovernmentistochangethesoldieryfromoneplacetoanotherconstantlyandfromcountrytocity，sothattheycannotbecomeacquaintedwiththepeopleandgrowlaxintheirdutiesandenterintoplotsandconspiracieswithfriends。MyexperiencesofFlorencewerechieflyunpleasant。Iwillchangethesubject。
AtPisaweclimbeduptothetopofthestrangeststructuretheworldhasanyknowledgeof——theLeaningTower。Aseveryoneknows，itisintheneighborhoodofonehundredandeightyfeethigh——andIbegtoobservethatonehundredandeightyfeetreachtoaboutthehightoffourordinarythree—storybuildingspiledoneontopoftheother，andisaveryconsiderablealtitudeforatowerofuniformthicknesstoaspireto，evenwhenitstandsupright——yetthisoneleansmorethanthirteenfeetoutoftheperpendicular。
Itissevenhundredyearsold，butneitherhistoryortraditionsaywhetheritwasbuiltasitis，purposely，orwhetheroneofitssideshassettled。
Thereisnorecordthatiteverstoodstraightup。Itisbuiltofmarble。