'They flog women, they do not shoot them.

They shoot men.' 'That is our better fortune,' said Ammiani.
'But, Sandra, my sister,' Laura persisted now, in melodious coaxing tones.

'Can you not help us to guess?
I am troubled: I am stung.

It is for your sake I feel it so.

Can't you imagine who did it, for instance ?' 'No, signora, I cannot,' Vittoria replied.
'You can't guess ?' I cannot help you.' 'You will not!' said the irritable woman.