"I wouldn't send you to Rome for absolution," she said.

Alfio came home with his mules, and money and a rich holiday dress for his wife.
"You do well to bring presents to her," said Santa to him, "for when you are away your wife adorns your head for you." "Holy Devil!" screamed Alfio.

"Be sure of what you are saying, or I'll not leave you an eye to cry with!" "I am not in the habit of crying.

I haven't wept even when I have seen Turiddu going into your wife's house at night." "Enough!" said Alfio.

"I thank you very much." The cat having come back home, Turiddu kept off the streets by day, but in the evenings consoled himself with his friends at the tavern.