"The young and the generous, Donna Florinda, believe all to be as their own wishes and simplicity would have them.

As for this right of Don Camillo--but no matter--thou wilt have it so, and it shall be examined with that blindness which is said to be the failing of justice." "I have understood the metaphor to mean blind to favor, but not insensible to the right." "I fear that is a sense which might defeat our hopes--but we will look into it.

My son has been mindful of his duty and respect of late, Donna Violetta, as I would have him?
The boy wants little urging, I know, to do honor to my ward and the fairest of Venice.

Thou wilt receive him with friendship, for the love thou bearest his father ?" Donna Violetta curtsied, but it was with womanly reserve.
"The door of my palace is never shut on the Signor Giacomo on all proper occasions," she said, coldly.

"Signore, the son of my guardian could hardly be other than an honored visitor." "I would have the boy attentive--and even more, I would have him prove some little of that great esteem,--but we live in a jealous city, Donna Florinda, and one in which prudence is a virtue of the highest price.