She looked at him with great helpless eyes in which the light was now extinguished.

But when she opened her mouth as if to scream, Casanova's aspect was so menacing that she was almost paralyzed with fear, and let him do whatever he pleased.
He kissed her with a tender fierceness, whispering: "You must not tell the Abbate anything about this, Teresina, not even in confession.

Some day, when you have a lover or a husband, there is no reason why he should know anything about it.

You should always keep your own counsel.
Never tell the truth to your father, your mother, or your sisters, that it may be well with you on earth.

Mark my words." As he spoke thus blasphemously, Teresina seemed to regard his utterance as a pious admonition, for she seized his hand and kissed it reverently as if it had been a priest's.
He laughed.