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Updated: May 3, 2025
In the same manner I confusedly recall my master, who bent over to kiss me, and who pricked my face a little with his beard; and I saw, as in a mist, the red head of Crossi, the golden curls of Derossi, the Calabrian clad in black, all pass by, and Garrone, who brought me a mandarin orange with its leaves, and ran away in haste because his mother is ill.
Derossi rose. "Come here," said the master. Derossi left his bench and stepped up to the little table, facing the Calabrian. "As the head boy in the school," said the master to him, "bestow the embrace of welcome on this new companion, in the name of the whole class the embrace of the sons of Piedmont to the son of Calabria."
Twice the head-master appeared at the door and looked in; but the moment he disappeared the murmur increased as in a market. It was in vain that Derossi and Garrone turned round and made signs to their comrades to be good, so that it was a shame. No one paid any heed to them.
And Derossi amused us greatly; he knows geography like a master: he shut his eyes and said:
Derossi shook Crossi's hand, in a way to attract attention, and said to him in a loud tone, "Farewell until we meet again, Crossi," and passed his hand under his chin. I did the same.
He never spends a soldo, I am positive; and if he drops a centesimo under the benches, he is capable of hunting for it for a week. He does as magpies do, so Derossi says. Everything that he finds worn-out pens, postage-stamps that have been used, pins, candle-ends he picks up.
Sunday I shall go to walk with Votini, the well-dressed boy who is always polishing himself up, and who is so envious of Derossi. In the meantime, Garoffi came to the house to-day, that long, lank boy, with the nose like an owl's beak, and small, knavish eyes, which seem to be ferreting everywhere.
I thank you all the same." "But you are not at all offended?" asked the woman, anxiously. Derossi said "No, no!" smiled, and went off, while she exclaimed, in great delight: "Oh, what a good boy! I have never seen so fine and handsome a boy as he!" And that appeared to be the end of it.
He had the list in his hand, and began to read at once. "Abatucci, promoted, sixty seventieths. Archini, promoted, fifty-five seventieths." The little mason promoted; Crossi promoted. Then he read loudly: "Ernesto Derossi, promoted, seventy seventieths, and the first prize." All the parents who were there and they all knew him said: "Bravo, bravo, Derossi!"
The vegetable-vender had been gazing at Derossi for several days, and she seemed loath to take her eyes from him, for she is a good woman who lives only for her son; and Derossi, who assists him and makes him appear well, Derossi, who is a gentleman and the head of the school, seems to her a king, a saint.
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