But I am nothing.

A beggar, and a liar into the bargain.

I importune the Supreme Council for a post, a crust of bread, a home! What a poor thing have I become! Are you not sickened by me, Amalia ?" "I love you, Casanova!" "Then give her to me, Amalia.

It rests with you, I am confident.

Tell her what you please.