He abuses his power over souls.

I'm no saint, and what he asks of me--" "Is right," said Wilhelm firmly.
"But you don't know what it is to throw away, like a pair of worn-out shoes, the dearest hope of a long, sad life.

And for whom, I ask you, for whom?
Do you know my padrona?
Oh! sir, I have experienced in this house things, which your youth does not dream could be possible.

The young lady has wounded you.

Am I right or wrong ?" "You are mistaken, Belotti." "Really?
I am glad for your sake, you are a modest artist, but the signorina bears the Hoogstraten name, and that is saying everything.