Women are like good fortune." "Take the thing as a thousand others have taken it, and don't come to blows.

You wield a good blade, but to attack Navarrete is suicide.

I'll take him the letter.

Be wise, Zorrillo, and look for another love at once." "Directly, directly, of course," replied the quartermaster; but as soon as he had sent the maid-servant away, and was entirely alone, he bowed his forehead upon the table and his shoulders heaved convulsively.

He remained in this attitude a long time, then paced to and fro with forced calmness.