<blockquote>Exiled to the University of Graz in Austria, Mercutio writes letters home.
Mine own Tybalt, if I may still call thee so,
I am in such an agony of boredom that I have resorted to study. I can hear you now, as if you were here, rumpling my blankets without regard for their order and glowering at me about duty until I must stop your mouth or smother you with a pillow.</blockquote>
