"To-day, to-morrow, or the next day, what does it matter?
I told you last night that I had made up my mind." "And I told you that I had made up mine." "Oh yes--boy's threats! I am not the man to be intimidated by that sort of thing.

Look here, Tista, I am in earnest.

I have considered this matter a long time; I have determined that I will not be browbeaten any longer by two women and a priest--certainly not by you.

If things go on as they are going, I shall soon not be master in my own house." "You would be the only loser," retorted Gianbattista.
"Have done with this, Tista!" exclaimed Marzio angrily.

"I am tired of your miserable jokes.