But on the other hand--poor Tista--" he looked at the young man and hesitated.
"He has turned me out," said Gianbattista.

"He has given me an hour to leave his house.

I believe a good part of the hour has passed already--" "And Tista says he will not go back at any price," put in Don Paolo.

The Signora Pandolfi gasped for breath.
"Oh! oh! I shall faint!" she sobbed, pressing the handle of her parasol against her breast with both hands.

"Oh, what shall we do?
We are lost! Paolo, your arm--I shall die!" "Courage, courage, Maria Luisa," said the priest kindly.