I am a Venetian, you observe; no dastardly brigand of a Sicilian.

And in another year I shall have sufficient means to retire and end my days in peace.

Here I save every centessimo I make, for I can spend nothing." Uncle John sat down upon the bank beside the confiding Venetian.
"Doctor," said he, "I am somewhat puzzled by this man you call Il Duca, as well as by my audacious capture and the methods employed to rob me.
I'd like your advice.

What shall I do ?" "The only possible thing, signore.

Submit." "Why is it the only possible thing ?" "Have you not yet discovered?
Unless you pay, your friends will never hear from you again.