It had never occurred to Zorzi to blame Giovanni for the accident in the glass-house, and it would have been very unjust to do so.
"I can blow glass tolerably, sir," Zorzi answered.

"But none of you great furnace owners would dare to employ me, in the face of the law.
Besides, I am your father's man.

I owe everything I know to his kindness." "I do not see what that has to do with it," returned Giovanni; "it does not diminish your merit, nor affect the truth of what I was saying.

You might be doing better things.

Any one can weigh out sand and kelp-ashes, and shovel them into a crucible!" "Do you mean that the master might employ me for other work ?" asked Zorzi, smiling at the disdainful description of what he was doing.
"My father--or some one else," answered Giovanni.