"Tell your graceless gossip of a serving-woman that I will answer for Zorzi, and that the next time she hears any one taking the boat at night she had better come and call me, and open her eyes a little wider.

Tell her also that I entertain proper persons to take care of my property without any help from her.

Tell her furthermore that she talks too much.

You should not listen to a servant's miserable chatter." "I will tell her," replied Marietta meekly.

"Did you say that the gown was to be embroidered with pearls and silver, father, or with pearls and gold ?" "I believe I said gold," answered the old man discontentedly.
"And when will it be ready?
In about two months ?" "I daresay." "So you mean to marry me in two months," concluded Marietta.