Had it not been for M.Baffo, this circumstance might have been enough to degrade my understanding; the weakness of credulity would have become part of my mind.

The ignorance of the two others would certainly have blunted in me the edge of a faculty which, perhaps, has not carried me very far in my after life, but to which alone I feel that I am indebted for every particle of happiness I enjoy when I look into myself.
We reached Padua at an early hour and went to Ottaviani's house; his wife loaded me with caresses.

I found there five or six children, amongst them a girl of eight years, named Marie, and another of seven, Rose, beautiful as a seraph.

Ten years later Marie became the wife of the broker Colonda, and Rose, a few years afterwards, married a nobleman, Pierre Marcello, and had one son and two daughters, one of whom was wedded to M.Pierre Moncenigo, and the other to a nobleman of the Carrero family.

This last marriage was afterwards nullified.