Pray allow me to judge for myself, when I think it right to make my will.

I have usually been able to manage my own affairs." He spoke with a degree of anger and petulance, jumping up from his chair, and taking a turn to the window and back again, which seemed to conquer the shivering fit from which he had been suffering.
"Manage your own affairs, Signor Marchese! Who would dream of interfering with your management of them?
But did you not send for me to make your will ?" said the lawyer, standing also.
"Send for you to make my will! No devil told you I wanted to make my will?
I said nothing about making my will." "I beg your pardon, Signor Marchese.

Perhaps I jumped at a conclusion over hastily.

I thought it a wise thing to do, and so imagined that you were going to do it;--that's all.

Let us say no more about it.