"We will cut it short, Cesare. I have a favour to ask of you. Will you grant it?"
"Ask, oh lovely lady; and in spite of the fact that last night you closed your door upon me, here I am, ready to serve you."
"I have a favour to ask, Cesare."
"Ask it, then, before I go out."
"I want to make a long journey with you—to be gone a year."
"A second honeymoon? The like was never known."
"A journey of a year, do you understand? Take me as your travelling companion, your friend, your servant. For a year, away from here, far away."
"Taking with us our sister, our governess, our dog, our cat, and the whole menagerie?"
"We two alone," she said.
"Ah," said he.