Character: Gemma

- Are you sexually active? - asks Gemma.
- No, Madam.
- A plan?
In the future, of course. But, you know, things can change. Could a meteorite fall. The sun can cool down, peanut butter may be disgusting, and I can tumble.

Y - you know, I think I would be d-a precious find for Riccardo if he had to treat me then. After all, he, like a true surgeon, awfully fond of broken bones, and I at that time was broken, it seems that everything that can be broken, with the exception of the neck.
- And your courage.

... You, of course, you'll tell her about this? (on the death of He)
- No, I can't! You better directly ask me to go and kill her. How do I tell her how?
Martini closed his eyes with his hands. And not opening them felt like a startled mule. He lifted his head. Gemma stood in the doorway.
Did you hear Cerise? she said. - It's all over. He was shot.

- What have you got there? Chocolates and English toffee! Yes, because-the food of the gods!
Gemma looked up and smiled his delight.
You're a sweet - tooth? I always keep these candies for Cesare. He rejoices like a child all sorts of treats.
In with-really? Well, you have him z-tomorrow will buy others, and these give me a. I p-put the toffee in your pocket, and they will console me for all the lost joys of life. N I hope I will be allowed to suck on a butterscotch candy when I was lead to the gallows.

Bad that one person is given the right to punish and pardon. On such a false basis it is impossible to build relations between people.

- The sea is connected?

I remember once I had severe pain. I entered the arena and fainted. Then I woke up and saw there were crowds of people all shout, hoot, throw me...
- Do not! I can no longer! For God's sake, stop! She was standing up, holding his ears.

- Shall I go on? - he asked after a moment.
- If... if you want... But the memories are painful for you.
- And you think I forget about it when silent? That's even worse. But I was not plagued by the memories. No, the scary thing is that I lost all power over himself.

- And what did the others? Were they all afraid of one Lascar?
He looked at her and laughed.
- The rest! The players and the people of the house? How do you not understand! I was their servant, property. They surrounded us and, of course, was delighted by such a spectacle. They look for such things as fun. Of course, in that case, if the actor is someone else.