Oh, you don't know how it is." "I know everything, dear child," the mother said quietly.

"Dino has told me everything.

Don't you know, child, that I love you?
You know, Cornelli, that I would not do anything that might hurt you the least bit, or that would not help you.

I want to free you from an error, Cornelli." "No, no, it is not an error, surely not," Cornelli called out in her great anxiety.

"My cousin said it and Miss Grideelen said it, too.
They saw it, and I know it.