If sometimes I laugh at serious things, do not be offended; this kind of joking is usual with men." "If you were not so feeble and powerless a being, I would have already laid you at my feet," said Julio; "as it is, I long to plunge my dagger in your breast." "Leave it in its scabbard, Julio, and I will go to buy you a _stoop_[14] of Hamburg beer." "Ah, hypocrite!" exclaimed Julio, "then you have money.

I will renew my friendship for you, if you will do me a favor.

I am in absolute want of money; lend me a few shillings, and the first one who insults you, I promise you, shall be a dead man." "But, Julio, were I to give them to you, you would gamble with them at once." "No, you are wrong this time; I would pay for some things our master ordered me to buy yesterday." Bernardo drew a small purse from his doublet, and handed to his companion its scanty contents.
"Here is all I possess," he said.

"I fear they will go like the others." Julio thrust the shillings into his pocket, and muttered: "I do not deny that I may go this evening to the parish of Saint Andrew, to see if any one would dare play against me." "Julio, Julio, I pity you!" said Bernardo, sadly.

"I do not wish to lecture you; but you have an unfortunate and aged mother who requires your aid.