But despite being a sourpuss, the niece who lived with him and looked after him called him "Il Tesoro," "my treasure." And she respected him and loved him, and she told me, when I questioned this obvious loss of her freedom, "You just don't understand, do you?
Y ella lo respetaba y amaba, y cuando cuestioné esta obvia pérdida de su libertad, me dijo: "Simplemente no entiendes, ¿verdad?