But five thousand francs is not my affair either.

Think of the responsibilities a man incurs when he marries! Five thousand! It is not even a cup of coffee! You are talking to a _galantuomo_, an honest man, Sor Marzio.

Reflect a little." "I reflect--yes! I reflect that you ask a great deal of money, Signer Carnesecchi," replied Marzio with some irritation.
"I never heard that anybody gave money unless it was asked for." "It will not be for lack of asking if you do not get it," retorted the artist.
"What do you mean, Signor Pandolfi ?" inquired Carnesecchi, drawing himself up to his full height and then striking his hollow chest with his lean hand.

"Do you mean that I am begging money of you?
Do you mean to insult an honest man, a _galantuomo_?
By heaven, Signor Pandolfi, I would have you know that Gasparo Carnesecchi never asked a favour of any man! Do you understand?
Let us speak clearly." "Who has said anything ?" asked Marzio.

"Why do you heat yourself in this way?
And then, after all, we shall arrange this affair.