You've got me in a hole, and I must wiggle out the best way I can." The brigand turned to Ferralti.
"And you, signore ?" he asked.
"I do not know whether I can get the money you demand." "But you will make the attempt, as I shall direct ?" "Yes." "Then, signori, it is all finished.

In a brief time you will leave my hospitable roof." "The sooner the better," declared Ferralti.
They sat for a time in silence, each busy with his thoughts.
"Go to your grandmother, Tato," said the Duke, "and try to make your peace with her.

If she is too angry, do not remain.

To-morrow you must go into town with letters from these gentlemen to their friends." The child kissed him and went obediently to do his will.

Then the brigand spoke to Tommaso, who brought writing material from the house and placed it upon a small table.
Uncle John, without further demur, sat down to write.