Maddalena laughed and blushed all over her face, and Salvatore shouted out a verse of a marriage song in high favor at Sicilian weddings: "E cu saluti a li Zituzzi novi! Chi bellu 'nguaggiamentu furtunatu! Firma la menti, custanti lu cori, E si cci arriva a lu jornu biatu "
As they went up the steep path he took Salvatore familiarly by the arm. "You are too clever, Salvatore," he said. "You play too well for Gaspare." Salvatore chuckled and handled the five-lire notes voluptuously. "Cci basu li manu!" he said. "Cci basu li manu!" Maurice lay on the big bed in the inner room of the siren's house, under the tiny light that burned before Maria Addolorata.