It is of no use," said Lucia.
"No, it is of no use to cry," assented the priest.

"There is nothing to be done but to go and face Marzio, and not leave him until he has changed his mind.

You are afraid to meet him at midday.

I will go now to the workshop and find him." "Oh, you are an angel, Paolo!" cried Maria Luisa, regaining her composure and replacing her handkerchief in her pocket.

"Then we need not buy anything?
What a relief!" "I told you Uncle Paolo would know what to do," said Lucia.