Does that please you?
Conte, don't let him eat too much vinegar." "I will do all that if I may come," said Nino readily, though he would rather not sing at all, at most times, than sing Bordogni, De Pretis tells me.
"Meglio cosi,--so much the better.

Good-night, Sor Conte.

Good-night, Nino." And so he turned down the Via Paola, and Nino and I went our way.

I stopped to buy a cigar at the little tobacco shop just opposite the Tordinona Theatre.

They used to be only a baiocco apiece, and I could get one at a time.