She might pity you enough to marry you, if no one else presented himself just then; but when she was tired of pitying you she would love some one else.

It is not life to be always pitying.

That is the business of saints and nuns--not of men and women." Gianluca was hurt by his friend's tone.
"You admit that you never were in love," he said; "how can you understand me ?" "That is just it! I do not understand you.

But if I were you, I would take matters into my own hands.

I will wager anything you please that Donna Veronica has never so much as heard that you wish to marry her--" "But they have told her, of course!" interrupted Gianluca.