And I am quite uneasy about her." "Why, your trouble, Signora, is of a piece with our own," said the porter, with a burly laugh; "and it seems to me like enough we can help each other.

You miss a young lady; and we miss a young gentleman.

When I used to go out into the marshes a-shooting with the Marchese, we used to be sure, when we had put up the cock bird, that the hen was not far off; or, if we got the hen, we knew we had not far to look for the cock.

Do you see, Signora?
Two to one the pair of runaways are together; and they'll come home safe enough when they've had their fun out.

I dare say the Signor Marchesino and the Signorina you speak of are old friends ?" "Why, yes, Signore.