I write coldly; I am tired, and forget my English.

I do not forget my friends.

I have you close against my heart.

If it were prudent, and it involved me alone, I would come to you without a moment's loss of time.

Do know that I am not changed, and am your affectionate "Emilia." When Barto Rizzo had finished reading, he went from the chamber and blew his voice into what Luigi supposed to be a hollow tube.
"This letter," he said, coming back, "is a repetition of the Signorina Vittoria's warning to her friends on the Motterone.