You can easily take me to her house to sing duets as part of her lesson.

I tell you I have not slept a wink all night for thinking of her, and unless I see her I shall never sleep again as long as I live.

Ah!" he cried, putting his hands on Ercole's shoulders, "you do not know what it is to be in love! How everything one touches is fire, and the sky is like lead, and one minute you are cold and one minute you are hot, and you may turn and turn on your pillow all night and never sleep, and you want to curse everybody you see, or to embrace them, it makes no difference--anything to express the--" "Devil! and may he carry you off!" interrupted Ercole, laughing.

But his manner changed.

"Poor fellow," he said presently, "it appears to me you are in love." "It appears to you, does it?
'Appears'-- a beautiful word, in faith.