You would not have lost your memory, or been ill in a strange place, or--or all the rest! So it is all my fault, you see, from beginning to end." "How absurd!" Marcello looked at her and smiled.
"No.

I think it is true.

But you have changed very much, Marcello.

You are not a boy any longer.

You have a will of your own now; you are a man.