"What if I were to pay the debt for him?
The Marchese could not refuse my offer.

I almost think I ought to do it.

It was the Marchese's money." But he said not a word.

He felt that a plan was taking shape hi his mind, and that above all he needed time in which he might become clear as to its details.
"You shall have the money this evening, before nightfall," said Lorenzi.
"I shall be in Mantua in an hour." "Your horse may break its neck," replied the Marchese.

"You too; intentionally, perhaps." "Anyhow," said the Abbate indignantly, "the Lieutenant cannot get the money here by magic." The two Ricardis laughed; but instantly restrained their mirth.
Olivo once more addressed the Marchese.