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"When I get older," she said, "I mean that you shall have even a nicer home. Fräulein will be an old lady soon, Uncle Tom, and will not be able to take care of things as she does now. Then I'm going to ask her to teach me to market and to keep house. If you are to make Giusippe your secretary it is only fair that you should give me a position, too. I'll be your housekeeper.
"Pittsburgh!" exclaimed the other three in a breath. "Yes. My uncle is with the company of a Señor Thomas Curtis, who has been very kind to him." "Uncle Tom! It's Uncle Tom!" Jean cried, laying her hand impulsively on his arm. "Mr. Curtis is my uncle, Giusippe. Did you ever hear anything so wonderful!" "It certainly is a strange coincidence," agreed Mr. Cabot.
"Why, Uncle Bob, these pigeons are exactly like the ones at home just as pretty and just as hungry," Jean said. "Should you like to stop a moment and feed them, little girl?" "Oh, do! It will make Hannah think of Boston," begged Jean. "But we have nothing to give them," she added in dismay. "I will find you something, señorita," Giusippe declared.
And in the flood of light that passes through it I must still be able to find it beautiful." "I think that I should like to learn to make stained glass," declared Giusippe, who had become so absorbed that he had moved close beside Mr. Norcross. "Would you?" The artist smiled down kindly at him. "In your country you have many a fine example of glass.
Just at this point the car stopped with a sudden jerk, and beckoning Jean and Giusippe to follow, Mr. Cabot got out and entered a large brick building that stood close at hand. Evidently he was expected, for a man came forward to greet him. "Mr. Cabot?" he asked. "Yes. I received your note this morning, so I brought my young charges out at once.
Jean's reading stopped with a jerk. She was speechless. So great was her joy, her surprise, that not a word would come to her tongue. Then Uncle Tom remarked dryly: "I guess your Uncle Bob was a bit reckless about the time he sent that wire. The only wonder is the telegram wasn't twice as long." Giusippe was the next to find his voice. "Well!" he ejaculated. "And we never even dreamed it!
"Yes, I have been here with friends studying for nearly a year; but I am soon to return home. And now, before I leave you, I want to hear all about Giusippe's plans. What is he to do?" Little by little the story was told. Mr. Cabot began it and continued it until Giusippe, who thought him too modest, finished the tale. "You see, señorita, Mr.
"You caught me at just the right moment, little lady. I was slandering you," went on Mr. Curtis. "I was saying to Giusippe that I never again can get on without you two young persons. Why, this old house was quiet as the grave before you came into it. I cannot imagine how I ever existed here alone all these years.
The children would have been glad to linger for a much longer time in the vast shop had not the chime of a clock warned them that the noon hour, when they were to meet Miss Cartright, was approaching. She had promised to lunch with them all at the Holland House. Yes, she looked just the same, "only prettier," Jean whispered to Giusippe.
In 1495 the glass houses at Murano extended for a mile along a single street and the great furnaces roared night and day, so you can imagine how much glass was made on the island." "My!" gasped Jean breathlessly. "Absolute loyalty to the art was demanded of every man engaged in it," Giusippe said. "And you can see, señor, that this was necessary.
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