We are made of the same stuff, you and I; we are brothers in spirit; we may therefore disclose our souls to one another without false shame, proud in our nakedness.

Here are my two thousand ducats.

Call them yours, if you enable me to spend to-night in your place with Marcolina .-- Let us not stand still, if you please, Lorenzi.

Let us continue our walk." They walked through the fields, beneath the fruit trees, between which the vines, heavy with grape-clusters, were trellised.

Casanova went on without a pause: "Don't answer me yet, Lorenzi, for I have not finished.