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Luigi shook his head, but he did not help the gossips solve the problem. He had had trouble enough already with Vittorio's father. "A common wench from the yards, I hear, Luigi!" he had blazed out "and you, I understand, brought them together you, who have been my friend for " "Stop, Borodini! Not another word! You are angry, and when you are angry you are stupid.
And the Borodinis turned out in great force, and so did all the other 'inis, and 'olas, and 'ninos dozens of them and in came Loretta, so beautiful that everybody held his breath; and we all gathered about the altar, and good Father Garola stepped down and took their hands; and two candles were lighted and a little bell rang; and then somebody signed a book somebody with the bearing of a prince Borodini, I think and then Luigi, his rich, sunburned face and throat in contrast with his white shirt, moved up and affixed his name to the register; and then a door opened on the side and they all went out into the sunlight.
"Yes, she and Vittorio are back in their garden. Borodini told the whole story to the good Queen Mother when she came at Easter, and the king pardoned her." "Pardoned her! And Francesco dead!" "Dead! No such good luck, Signore, that brute of a crab-fisher got well!"
I had pictures of the trained seals, the great elephant act, Mademoiselle Picotte doing her great tight-rope dance, and the Brothers Borodini in their pyramid tumbling. Yes, it was a whole vaudeville show, with refreshments between the acts, that I was taking up to Tom Dorgan.
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