"It is," said Bruno.
"Sure of it?"
"Sure."
"You see it is a letter addressed to your wife?"
"I see. But you needn't go on washing the donkey's head, Mister—I know what you are getting at."
"You must not speak like that to him, Rocco," said the president. "Remember, he is the honourable representative of the law."
"Mustn't I, Excellency? Then tell his honourableness that David Rossi and my wife are like brother and sister, and anybody who makes evil of that isn't stuff to take with a pair of tongs."
Saying this, Bruno flung the letter back on to the table.
"Don't you want to read it?"
"Not I! It's somebody else's correspondence, and I'm not an honourable representative of the law."