He turned and indicated one who followed from the interior of the caffe.
'If Barto is to be trusted she is not safe,' the latter remarked.

He produced a paper that had been secreted in Checco's hat.

Under the date and the superscription of the Pope's Mouth, 'LA VITTORIA' stood out in the ominous heavily-pencilled ring: the initials of Barto Rizzo were in a corner.

Agostino began smoothing his beard.
'He has discovered that she is not trustworthy,' said Count Medole, a young man of a premature gravity and partial baldness, who spoke habitually with a forefinger pressed flat on his long pointed chin.
'Do you mean to tell me, Count Medole, that you attach importance to a communication of this sort ?' said Carlo, forcing an amazement to conceal his anger.
'I do, Count Ammiani,' returned the patrician conspirator.
'You really listen to a man you despise ?' 'I do not despise him, my friend.' 'You cannot surely tell us that you allow such a man, on his sole authority, to blacken the character of the signorina ?' 'I believe that he has not.' 'Believe?
trust him?
Then we are all in his hands.

What can you mean?
Come to the signorina herself instantly.