Ferralti was looking vaguely from the weapon he held to the pit, and then back again, as if not fully understanding what he had done.
"Thank you, signore," said the Duke, brokenly, "for saving my precious child." "But I have slain your mother!" cried the young man, horrified.
"The obligation is even," replied the duke.

"She was also your grandmother." Ferralti stood motionless, his face working convulsively, his tongue refusing to utter a sound.
"But he did not shoot my grandmother at all," said Tato, who was sobbing against her father's breast; "for I heard the bullet strike the rock beside us.

My grandmother's strength gave way, and she fainted.

It was that that saved me, padre mia.".