Unless I am mistaken, her liking is turned in the direction of Rufino, brother of your friend Matteo Giustiniani, and as I like none better among the suitors for her hand, methinks that by the time you return you will find that they are betrothed.
"And now I hear the sailors are heaving the anchor, and therefore, Messer Hammond, it is time we took to our boats." There was a parting embrace between Francis and his father.

Then the merchants descended into their gondolas, and lay waiting alongside until the anchor was up, the great sails shaken out, and the Bonito began to move slowly through the water towards the entrance of the port.

Then, with a final wave of the hand, the gondolas rowed off and Francis turned to look at his surroundings.

The first object that met his eye was Giuseppi, who was standing near him waving his cap to his father.
"Well, Giuseppi, what do you think of this ?" "I don't know what to think yet, Messer Francisco.

It all seems so big and solid one does not feel as if one was on the water.