Yet he seemed on this occasion to be not a little annoyed at what she had done.
"And a very great fool she is for her pains," cried the old man, with an oath; "it is just the last thing she ought to have done--the very last.
I really thought she had more sense!" "I am sure, Signor Quinto, she has not had one bit of pleasure all this Carnival.

A nun couldn't have lived a quieter life, nor more shut up than she has.

With the exception of the old gentleman and the Marchese Ludovico, she has never seen a soul!" The old gentleman thus alluded to, it may be necessary to explain, was the Marchese Lamberto.

"And where's the use of never seeing a single soul, if she throws all that she has gained by it away in this manner ?" "Why, Santa Virgine, Signor Quinto! Where's the harm?
Isn't the Signor Ludovico the old one's own nephew ?" expostulated Gigia shrilly.
"The old one, as you call him, is not a bit the more likely to like it for that.

It is just the very last thing she should have done.