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This time he entered in a more prosaic manner; for he addressed the concierge in the tone of a jealous husband or a debtor hunted by creditors: "Have you given the key to any one, Tonino?" he asked.
"'Very well, said the captain, 'send off five men immediately to Sienna, Volterra, Grossetto all over the country. I must have a bass by to-morrow night. "I could not help thinking I had seen Mademoiselle Rina's face somewhere before, and I was cudgeling my memory to remember where, when she addressed the captain. "'Tonino, said she, 'you have not even asked the poor man if he is hungry.
Captain Tonino was a man of his word. "Whilst I was undressing, the French cook came to know what I would choose for breakfast. 'Count Villaforte, he said, 'had ordered that I should be served in my room, as I was going out shooting. The captain, it appeared, had changed his name as well as his dress.
"'Zephyrine is really here, then? "'Certainly she is. A prisoner like myself. "'And Count Villaforte? "'Is Captain Tonino. "'And the castle? "'A den of thieves. "'That is all I wanted to know. Adieu, my dear Louet. Tell Zephyrine she shall soon hear from me. So saying, he plunged into the forest. "'Here, Romeo, here! cried Mr. Beaumanoir to his dog, who was fetching the bird he had shot.
"Courage, courage, little mason; you are going to get well soon and come back to school, and the master will put you next to me; will that please you?" But the little mason made no reply. His mother burst into sobs: "Oh, my poor Tonino! My poor Tonino! He is so brave and good, and God is going to take him from us!"
She called down, "What is that upon your hand, Tonino? Jesus Christ! the boat is full of blood!" "It is nothing, comare," the young fellow replied. "I tore my hand against a nail that was sticking out too far; it will be well to- morrow. It is only this confounded ready blood of mine, that always makes a thing look worse than it is." "Let me come and bind it up, comparello.
The poor boy was emaciated; very, very white; his nose was pointed, and his breath was short. O dear Tonino, my little comrade! you who were so kind and merry, how it pains me! what would I not give to see you make the hare's face once more, poor little mason!
She had since transferred herself to the Teatro de la Valle at Rome, where the bandit captain, Tonino, happening to witness her performance, became enamoured of her, and laid a plan for carrying her off, which had proved successful.
"We are Antonio's schoolmates, and we have brought him three oranges." "Ah, poor Tonino!" exclaimed the mason, shaking his head, "I fear that he will never eat your oranges!" and he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He made us come in.
But you know I have an uncle who is rich; he owns more than one fine orange- garden; and, 'Tonino, says he to me, 'while I live you shall not suffer want; and when I am gone you will find that I have taken care of you. And so, with God's help, I got through the winter." "Has he children, this uncle who is rich?"
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