"O, miserable me!" And he sank into a chair.
But the next instant he was up again, and his long arms were waving fiercely.

"By the Eyes of God! They shall have cause to cage me.

If I am to be horned like a bull, I'll use those same horns.

I'll gore their vitals.

O madam, since of your wantonness you inclined to harlotry, you should have wedded another than Astorre Fifanti." It was too much.