Pocchini

Pocchini, dressed in a military uniform, who said he had the honour of introducing me to his daughters.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

Pocchini attempted to speak to me, but I replied, lifting my cane, — “Scoundrel, draw your sword, unless you want me to give you a thrashing!”

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

I saw that I could do nothing, and resolved to depart in peace, and afterwards to publish the whole story and to hang Pocchini with my own hands when next I met him.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

I never heard what became of the girls, but Pocchini will re-appear on the scene in due course.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

I could not help laughing at this involuntary confession, remembering what Goudar had said about Pocchini selling him jewels.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

I tried to put as good a face upon it as I could, but I begged to be excused, on which Pocchini swore that I was afraid of having to pay for the bottle of wine.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

Pocchini, swearing and blaspheming, began to reproach me with the manner in which I had treated him in England, and said that his time had come, and that my life was in his hands.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

I shall have to speak of that Pocchini in a few years.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

Pocchini immediately snatched it from his hands, and said he should keep it as part compensation for all I had made him endure.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827

On the way I informed the officer of the very good reasons I had for treating Pocchini as a rogue, and he agreed that I had been perfectly right.

The memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt 1827