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"Ah, you might well say 'so young, amico mia! To be grown up is much nicer; do you not think so? And then I shall not look such a baby as now, and have people scold me when I get in the way, as they do little bambini." "But when you are grown you cannot wear boys' clothing, either." Tato sighed.
Did ye have a dish less a 'tato less, the day ye sent me your charity I 'spose ye calls it? Och! fie! But the Bible's the poor cretur's comfort." "I am glad to hear you say that, Dame," said the good-natured Lester; "and I forgive every thing else you have said, on account of that one sentence."
Eliphalet Hopper's eyes were glued to the mild-mannered man who told the story, and his hair rose under his hat. "By the way, Lige, how's that boy, Tato? Somehow after I let you have him on the 'Louisiana', I thought I'd made a mistake to let him run the river. Easter's afraid he'll lose the little religion she taught him." It was the Captain's turn to be grave.
"For a quiet body you can say the meanest things," exclaimed Mrs. Poe Tato-Bug. Just then Mrs. Cricket, head down, went hurrying by and said as she passed, "You'd better go home. Farmer Hayseed is pouring white stuff all over your houses. Most of your folks have left, but I saw little Poe and Tato still there." "Dear me! O! O!" they both cried, "those children will be choked to death!"
Indeed, he would never have dared to brave her anger except for Tato's sake. Tato was his idol, and in her defense the cowardly brigand had for the moment become bold. Tato laughed and chatted with Uncle John all through the meal, even trying at times to cheer the doleful Ferralti, who was nearly as glum and unsociable as her father.
His men hung back of him, silent and motionless, for they did not like this absolute and dangerous defiance of their chief. "Tell me, then, Tato," he called in English, "what is the cause of this trouble?" "I do not know, my father, except that these are friends of Signor Merrick who have secretly followed me here."
The table dropped a step in heighth from these places, and the balance of its length was occupied by several stalwart Sicilians, clothed in ordinary peasant costume, and a few silent, heavy-featured women. Tato was not present.
As they were determined to "try everything on" and see how their protégé looked in her finery, Tato was now obliged to dress for dinner and on every other possible occasion, and she not only astonished her friends by her loveliness but drew the eye of every stranger as surely as the magnet attracts the needle.
"You do not hate me, signorina, because because " "Because why?" "Because my errand to you has been so lawless and and unfriendly?" "Ah, Tato, you do not choose this life, do you?" "No, signorina." "It is forced on you by circumstances, is it not?" "Truly, signorina." "I know. You would not long so wistfully to change your condition if you enjoyed being a little brigand.
But either the brigand wavered between his loyalty to the Duke or the Duchessa, or he feared to injure Tato, for he hesitated to obey and the moments were precious. The child's fate hung in the balance when Ferralti snatched the weapon from the brigand's hands and fired it so hastily that he scarcely seemed to take aim. A wild cry echoed the shot.
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