Oh, my lamb! my angel! she's alone.

Oh, my God, only seventeen years old, and alone in the world! No father, no mother; and soon--oh, too soon, too soon--not even Teresa! What are you looking at?
What is there so wonderful in the tears of a stupid old fool?
Drops of hot water.

Ha! ha! if they fall on your fine carpet here, they won't hurt it.

You're a good fellow; you're a dear fellow.

Hush! I know the Evil Eye when I see it.