Go on your way and leave me in peace.

Bufferio is not at home." The man took some pieces of silver from his pocket and rattled them together.
"You are mistaken, woman.

I have need of the services of Bufferio for an important affair.

He may gain a few crowns of gold.

I come with the cash in hand: you understand." Two bolts grated in their rusty staples, and the door opened.
"Enter, signor," said the woman, "and follow me." "I do not see you; it is as black as Erebus; where is the staircase ?" cried out the other.
"Follow me, signor.