It will be all right." Blanka saw now that he had recognised her the moment she entered his shop.
"The citizen painter is not at home," continued the other, "but he will turn up at the proper time where he is wanted.

Sun, moon, and stars may fall from heaven, but he will not fail you.

No more words! What I have said, I have said.

You can now return home, signorina, and need give yourself no further uneasiness.

Whatever occurs in the streets, you need not worry.