If he ever cuts his throat, he will not die of it--his heart and his head will go on living separately, just as they do now." Gianluca smiled again, for the description of the man was keen and true, as men knew him.
"No," he answered; "I shall not consult Ghisleri.

You and I are different enough to understand each other.

He and I are not, though he is a good friend of mine." "I should not say that you resemble Ghisleri in any way," observed Taquisara, bluntly.
"You may not see it, but I feel it.

It is not easy to explain.

He and I feel about many things in the same way, but we look at ourselves differently." "That sounds like a woman's speech!" said Taquisara.