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Updated: May 3, 2025
A month after Father Pietro's death Roger and his little daughter Antonia were in England. The father's first object was to seek out his brother Fred and see if he and his wife would take charge of the child for a short time; and this he found both Fred and his comely spouse very willing to do.
It was as if he understood that the place at his back where the lamb had cuddled every night must go cold henceforward. "We must bury him, San Pietro," said Daphne presently. "Come help me find a place." She put the lambkin gently down upon the ground, and, rising, started, with one arm over San Pietro's neck, to find a burial place for the dead.
"She has probably got her mind going on some little private inspiration, and she doesn't take to the idea of a dead saint." "No more do I!" Geof announced, with a reckless inconsistency, that took no thought of appearances; and, having seen the party safely ensconced under the felze of Pietro's gondola, he retraced his steps, his head slightly bent, his hands clasped behind him.
Pencil and penknife, scent-bottle, glove-buttoner, and, best of all, a tiny mirror, in which he viewed his still tearful countenance with undisguised satisfaction. Uncle Dan looked on indulgently, and Pietro's passengers, over the way, found the scene worthy of attention, as did others of the floating audience.
"Avanti!" San Pietro thought that the words were meant for him, and indeed they were more appropriate here for donkey than for man. "He sat with them and shared their polenta," continued Bertuccio, walking more rapidly to keep up with San Pietro's quickened step. "And he made them all afraid.
A small and bashful boy was clinging to his mother's skirts, taking, perhaps, his first impressions of the great world. "Scusi, Signorina!" It was Nanni, stepping across Pietro's gondola to get ashore. May looked up and her eyes met those of the gondolier. "Prego," she answered, and there was a gentle courtesy in her voice, and a kindness in her eyes, that would have been grateful to any man.
If Landlord Lenz knew of these meetings he did not interfere; perhaps he was frightened of Pietro's stiletto, or perhaps he feared his daughter's tongue; nevertheless, the stars in their courses were fighting for the old man. Tina was naturally of a changeable disposition, and now that all opposition had vanished, she began to lose interest in Pietro.
Paolo questioned, as the entire party crowded into the old gondola, and Chico flew into his master's lap. "Si! Si! And saw an automobile!" was the proud answer as Andrea went on to describe how it "went like the wind," just like the one he had dreamed of. Unconsciously there crept into his demeanor a slight suggestion of Pietro's swagger, and while he was glad to get home, and though St.
Gerardo, as is the wont of gallants, was paying his addresses to a certain lady; and nearly every day he had to cross the Grand Canal in his gondola, and to pass beneath the house of Elena on his way to visit his Dulcinea; for this lady lived some distance up a little canal on which the western side of Messer Pietro's palace looked.
"Gemini! what steps she takes," said another. "Oh! it is wise to hurry into good company," was Pietro's excuse. But when the pair came up, satire was choked. Gerard's companion was a peerless beauty; she extinguished the boat-load, as stars the rising sun. Tall, but not too tall; and straight as a dart, yet supple as a young panther.
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