He thought no more of a man's life than of the end of a cigar, smoked out and fit to be thrown away.
Astrardente had been nothing to him but an obstacle.

It had not struck him that he could ever be removed; but since it had pleased Providence to take him out of the way, there was no earthly reason for mourning his death.

All men must die--it was better that death should come to those who stood in the way of their fellow-creatures.
"I am not at all sure that she will consent," said Giovanni, beginning to walk up and down the room.
"Bah!" ejaculated his father.

"You are the best match in Italy.

Why should any woman refuse you ?" "I am not so sure.