When I read
it I was sufficiently displeased. I doubt that you are more timid
and fearful than you need be. I should like you to tell me what
you imagine they can do to you, that is, if it should come to the
worst. I have no more to say. It grieves me that you should be in
such fear, so I comfort you by advising you to be well prepared
against their power, with good advice, and then think no more
about it; for if they took away all you have in the world you
should not lack means to be comfortable as long as I was there.
Therefore be of good cheer. I am still in a great quandary, for it
is now a year since I received a groat from the Pope, and I do not
ask for it, for my work does not go forward in such a fashion as
to deserve it, as it seems to me. And this is because of the
difficulty of the work, and also that it is not my profession. And
so I lose my time fruitlessly. God help me. If you are in need of
money go to the Spedalingo(108) and make him give you anything up
to fifteen ducats, and let me know what remains. Jacopo,(109) the
painter whom I brought here, has just left, and as he has been
grumbling here about my doings, I expect he will grumble there
also. Turn a deaf ear to him. It is enough. For he is a thousand
times in the wrong. I have good reason to complain of him. Take no
notice of him. Tell Buonarroto that I will reply to him another
time.
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