I wish I could find anything to do," answered Giovanni, laying down the breech-loader and looking out of the window.

"The world is turned inside out like a beggar's pocket, and there is nothing in it." "So the Astrardente is gone," remarked the Prince.
"Yes; gone to live within twenty miles of Saracinesca," replied Giovanni, with an angry intonation.
"Do not go there yet," said his father.

"Leave her alone a while.

Women become frantic in solitude." "Do you think I am an idiot ?" exclaimed Giovanni.

"Of course I shall stay where I am till Carnival is over." He was not in a good humour.
"Why are you so petulant ?" retorted the old man.