Is everything ready?
Can you fly ?" Moor bent his head in assent.
"Well then," said the baron, interrupting Sophonisba; "I beg you to listen to me.

I have obtained leave of absence, to go to Sicily to ask my father's blessing.

It will be no easy matter for me to leave my happiness, at the moment my most ardent wish is fulfilled--but Sophonisba commands and I obey.

I obey gladly too, for if I succeed in saving you, a new and beautiful star will adorn the heaven of my memory." "Quick, quick!" pleaded Sophonisba, clenching the back of a chair firmly with her hand.

"You will yield, Master; I beseech you, I command you!" Moor bowed, and Don Fabrizio continued: "We will start at four o'clock in the morning.