But, dear professor, I will do all that I say, and if you will give me a little help in this matter, you will not repent it." "Help?
Dio mio! What do you take me for?
As if I could help you, or would! I suppose you want money to make yourself a dandy, a piano, to go and stand at the corner of the Piazza Colonna and ogle her as she goes by! In truth! You have fine projects." "No," said Nino quietly, "I do not want any money or anything else at present, thank you.

And do not be angry, but come into the caffe and drink some lemonade; and I will invite you to it, for I have been paid for my last copying that I sent in yesterday." He put his arm in mine, and we went in.

There is no resisting Nino when he is affectionate.
But I would not let him pay for the lemonade.

I paid for it myself.
What extravagance!.