Only I cannot, nor, if I could, should I wish to force myself--but I tell you frankly that if you do not want me for a friend, you can do as you like, but you cannot compel me not to be a friend to you.

I shall always try to do you service; and only yesterday I came to show you a letter written by the Duke of Florence, and to lighten your burdens, as I have ever done until now.

Be sure you have no better friend than me; but on this I will not dwell.
Still, if you think otherwise, I hope that in a short time you will explain matters; and I know that you know I have always been your friend without the least interest of my own.

Now I will say no more, lest I should seem to be excusing myself for something which does not exist, and which I am utterly unable to imagine.

I pray and conjure you, by the love you bear to God, that you tell me what you have against me, in order that I may disabuse you.