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Updated: June 20, 2025
"Gracious!" said Lady Bug, "how very unfortunate. Where do you suppose they are?" "I don't suppose, but I guess I know," replied Mrs. Poe Tato-Bug, as off she scurried toward the Rose Bush in the old fashioned garden near by. And as they hurried toward the bush they could see Rose Bug with her wings around little Poe and Tato.
"You who are so kind, aunt, you will tell me; everyone seems afraid to speak about it; even my nephew the Tato, who is such a chatterer and skins everyone in the Claverias, is silent when I ask him. What happened, aunt?" The old woman's face grew very sad. "A great misfortune, my son, such as was never known before in the upper cloister.
She made sheep's eyes at every man; and she, so hard and imperious to all the women, would smile sweetly on all the bachelors living in the Claverias. The "Tato" was a great friend of hers; he would come and visit her when her uncle was absent in order to air his graces as apprentice to a Torrero.
But already I am aware that we do not deserve it." "What is it, sir?" "That you take my Tato to keep for a few weeks, until I can send away my men and arrange my affairs here. It would be unpleasant for the child here, and with you she will be so happy.
"Lead on, and I'll see what can be done for Ferralti. Is it far?" "Not far, signore." With nervous, impatient steps the child started up the narrow path and Uncle John followed not slowly, but scarcely fast enough to satisfy his zealous guide. "What is your name, little one?" "Tato, signore." "Where do you live?" "Near by, signore." "And how did you happen to find Ferralti?" "By chance, signore."
The Tato made him understand, with an insolent expression, that he had bought a knife, and that he intended its first fleshing to be in the bowels of some priest or other who ground down the poor. His niece complained to Don Antolin, they paid no attention to her and flouted her, no woman now ever came to help her gratuitously in her household duties.
"Let us keep her, and dress her like the beautiful doll she is, and love her!" cried Patsy. "She shall be our adopted cousin," said Louise. "Tato is good stuff!" declared Kenneth. "Well, Beth?" "It seems to me, Uncle," said the girl, seriously, "that if the Duke really wishes to reform, we should give him a helping hand.
Going along the outside of the choir, the Tato led Gabriel to the front opposite the door del Perdon. Under the great medallion, which serves as a back to the Mount Tabor, the work of Berruguete, opens the little chapel of the Virgin of the Star. "Look well at that image, uncle. Is there another like it in all the world?
"If you like," she decided, "you may come as far as the barrier, and there wait for your uncle. It will not be long." "Very well, dear." Tato clambered over the dividing rock and dropped into the path beyond. Patsy sprang lightly after her. A short distance farther and they reached the barrier. "This is the place, signorina. You will sit upon that stone, and wait until your uncle appears."
These were brought by Tato, who then sat in the duke's lap and curled up affectionately in his embrace, while the brigand's expression softened and he stroked the boy's head with a tender motion. Uncle John watched the little scene approvingly. It was the first time he had seen Tato since the child had lured him through the tunnel. "Your son, Duke?" he asked. "Yes, signore; my only child.
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