“Oh, yes. To try it on some cruel fair, who would have naught to say to him.”
“Ah, then he was in love with—some one.”
“Yes, the poor fellow; and to get money for Queen Isotta’s secret, he enlisted.”
“The poor youth!”
“’Tis my impression she would buy elixir herself,” said the doctor to himself.
“And now, Nemorino is fortunate in love?”
“There’s not a girl but—here, just look at them. This way!”
“And who is he in love with?”
“Faith, I know not, but they are all in love with him.”
“And once I know he only loved me.”