"He is so good--and so courageous.

I would not like to face papa this morning.
Will you really go, Uncle Paolo ?" The young girl went and took down his cloak and hat from a peg on the wall, and brought them to him.
"Of course I will go, and at once," he answered.

"But I must give you a word of advice." "We will do everything you tell us," said the two women together.
"You must not ask him any questions, nor refer to the matter at all when he comes home." "Diana! I would as soon speak of death!" exclaimed the Signora Pandolfi.
"And if he begins to talk about it you must not answer him, nor irritate him in any way." "Be easy about that," answered the fat lady.

"Never meddle with sleeping dogs--I know." "If he grows very angry you must refer him to me." "Oh, but that is another matter! I would rather offer pepper to a cat than talk to him of you.

You would see how he would curse and swear and call you by bad names." "Well, you must not do anything to make him swear, because that would be a sin; but if he only abuses me, I do not mind.