I was more angry than if I had lost twenty-five ducats, because I see it is the fault of the father, who wanted to send him on muleback in state.

Oh! I had never such good fortune! not I.
Although the father declared, and the son likewise, that he would do anything, attend to the mule, and sleep on the ground if necessary; and now I have to look after him.

Did I need any more bothers than I have had since my return?
Here I have my boy, whom I left here, ill since the day I returned until now.

He is now better it is true, but he has been between life and death, given up by the doctors, so that for about a month I have not been in bed, let alone many others.

Now I have this nuisance of a boy, who says, and says again, that he does not want to lose time, that he must learn.