In his lonely conversations with Nino, he had expressed his opinion of each member of the family with frankness.
"You are a good dog, Nino," he would say.

"You are the consolation of my soul.

But you do not understand these things.

Corbario is an assassin.
Money, money, money! That is all he thinks of from morning till night.

I know it, because he never speaks of it, and yet he never gives away anything.