After felt his treasure, he began to feel the weight, weight that oppressed him sweetly chest. Gave the money, although it seems to lie be as romantic, gave a gentle warmth. “Seven thousand real!” They said, and felt comforted in their affliction, and above all encouraged him an awareness of civic courage born of the pressure of those ounces … Oh! There is no doubt what he says the professor of economics and geography mercantile store helmets: “Wealth is a guarantee of the independence of nations.” If these seven thousand reais were mine, I would face less fear my terrible situation. Flee abroad, yes, sir, I escape … And if she was with me! Oh … What happiness! … Together … in this corner of Tuscany or Lombardy she knows. But alas, seven thousand reais were very small amount to share with a sweet companion. In fact, what he had been poor all my life! He had lived on alms … and wanted to be mistress of a great artist full of luxury needs and fantasy … Miserable! … Flushed recalling some reluctance as veiled allusions malicious and venomous as their friends envious. The day before, the dandy, who in vain had tried to conquer the Gorgheggi, had said in the shop Helmets:

-These gentlemen believe that you get along with the soprano, Mr. Reyes, but I defend the virtue of you … and helped him in his campaign to disarm calumny. And my argument is this: “Mr. Reyes knows that a woman of these is very expensive, and he did not want to ruin and wreck his wife for an actress. And gifts, and expensive, it’s ridiculous give to an artist of such claims. You too discreet. “