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God's creatures? But now, my son, tell me about yourself," he broke off. "Who are you? Whence do you come? Whither are you going?" "I do not know," said Gigi simply, in answer to all three questions. And then he told his story as he had told it to Mother Margherita. The old man listened pitifully. "Poor little lad!" he said. "Men have been cruel to you, also.
With his pockets full of chestnuts he pities Gigi; he kisses him, he takes him up, and bears him in his arms quickly toward home. The happy child closes his weary eyes, and falls asleep on Angelo's shoulder. Pipa, when she sees Angelo return so careful of his little brother praises him, and gives him a new-baked cake. Gigi can tell no tales, and Angelo is silent.
He's the only one I'm worried about." "Reports are coming in from Luna City. You can worry about Gigi Duarte, too. He's burning up space." "Ross is at the Luna spaceport," replied Brett. "He'll take care of any ship that looks like it's going to be too fast." "Then why not have him take care of Kit Barnard too?" demanded Quent. "There will be less chance of getting caught.
In answer, the animal uttered a whine, very gentle, very piteous; and it began to lick the hand which had struck it. Gigi's eyes had now grown used to the half-light. Suddenly he saw what had lain beside him, keeping him warm all night. It was a great shaggy dog, brown and white. Around his neck was a heavy collar of leather studded with nails. Gigi did not like dogs.
"Ever since I remember, I have tumbled," he said. "Ever since I was a baby, before I could even turn a somersault, they tossed me back and forth between them and made me kiss my hand to the people who stood about." "And did they beat you then?" asked Beppo, doubling up his fists. Gigi sighed again. "They always beat me," he said simply. "Whatever I did, they beat me when they were ugly.
Yes, Excellency, he converted him by lending him by mistake a pious book instead of a novel. The Englishman took the book, read it, read another, a third, and became a Catholic. Gigi, who was not in favor at the Vatican, hastened to tell the Holy Father of his good deed.
De Pretis says he could, but I do not believe it. Well, I made Gigi come in with Nino, and Mariuccia made them each a great slice of toasted bread and spread it with oil, and gave Gigi a glass of the Serveti wine, and little Nino had some with water. And Mariuccia begged to have the child left with her till Gigi went back the next day; for she is fond of children and comes from Serveti herself.
"Men hurt and kill one another. They love to slay the innocent animals for sport. In their kingdoms is no love. I have made myself here an animal kingdom, where all is love and peace." "Do all animals know you?" asked Gigi, wondering. "With time I can make friends with them all," said the Hermit, smiling. "One has but to love and understand and be patient. See!" He gave a peculiar call.
"Well, what have you?" growled the Giant. Gigi presented the tambourine with the few pennies rattling around somewhat lonesomely. "Humph!" snarled Cecco. "Less than last time. Is that all?" "A beating you get!" roared the Giant. Gigi shivered. "No, not all," he said. "Here is a silver piece," and he held out the coin which the kind woman had given him.
He was very empty, too; it was just the time that Pipa fed him. His stomach craved for food. He craved for Pipa, too, for home, for the soft pressure of Pipa's ample bosom, where he lay so snug. Gigi looked round. He did not sob now, but set up a hideous roar, the big tears coursing down his fat cheeks, marking their course by furrows in the dirt and grime. The wood echoed to Gigi's roars.
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