I wish I knew!" Her dark eyes suddenly assumed an angry expression, and she drew in her red lips.
"Wish you knew what ?" inquired the apprentice, in a colder tone.
"Why he does not think about it as he used to.

He never made any objections until lately.

It was almost settled." Gianbattista glanced significantly at Don Paolo, shrugged his shoulders, and went on drawing.
"What has that to do with it ?" asked Lucia impatiently.
"It is enough for your father that it would please his brother.

He would hate a dog that Don Paolo liked." "What nonsense!" exclaimed the girl.

"It is something else.