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Updated: May 14, 2025


The dripping of the tiny fountain, tinkling like a bit of familiar music, and the swelling tones of the organ, drifting over the flowers that clustered beneath the statue of Our Lady of Lourdes, so merged their murmurings into the peacefulness of San Ambrogio, that Father Tomasso, just from the novitiate, felt intensely that he knew he must have dreamed Father Denfili's sigh.

But of course you could not escape Tom Slade no one could. He has your number, as boys say " "Bully for Tom Slade!" a voice called. "What's the matter with Tomasso?" "Hurrah for old Sherlock Nobody Holmes!" "Oh, you, Tommy!" "Tag, you're it, Hervey!" "I have here a paper procured by Tom Slade," Mr.

"Pee-wee, you're appointed a committee to look after the boat while Tomasso and I go in search of adventure and gasoline. There must be a road up there somewhere and if there's a road I dare say we can find a garage maybe even a village. Get things ready for supper, Pee-wee, and when we get back I'll make a Silver Fox omelet for good luck."

"They'll lose something all right if they lose you, Tomasso," Roy said, with a note of deep feeling in his voice. "But we're not going to lose you, I can tell you that. They think you have no use for the scouts any more, because you met so many people in France, and know a lot of grown-up people." "Is that what they think?" Tom asked.

They found stationed outside the hotel a rosy-cheeked cabby who answered to the name of Tomasso, or Tomass', as the Neapolitans generally drop the finals. He carried a bright red lap-robe and blanket, spoke a little English, and was very proud of the accomplishment. He was rather disappointed, however, when Hillard bargained with him in his own tongue.

"If there was only one of these telegraph operators guys, as I used to call them star-gazing, we'd pass the word to him, all right." "A word to the guys, hey? Come on, hustle!" A strenuous climb brought them to the brow of a hill from which the lights of several villages, and the more numerous lights of Poughkeepsie could be seen. "Now, Tomasso, see-a if you know-a de lesson queeck!

After having been thus engaged for some hours, with very scant success, Tomasso had decided to try his luck farther out; and while padding to seaward his attention had been attracted by the appearance of something floating about a mile away.

Yvonne was to beat her drum and play her orchestra on the platform outside, and this would attract the people, already anxious to behold the wonders within, a foretaste of which would be given, when the crowd gathered, by Cleofonte, who would life a few heavy weights and introduce the Signora, the Child Wonder, and Tomasso, the bear.

As for the Signora, having put the coffee on to boil, she was not nursing the bambino. Cleofonte came up, puffing and blowing and tapping his chest. "The performance is ended," he exclaimed, "in tricks with Tomasso that is the name of my bear and in great feats of strength, as I have told you, after which I make my great wrestling challenge, to throw any man in the world for one hundred francs.

Father Tomasso, frightened by the unwonted strangeness of the General's tone, carried the atmosphere of tense and troubled excitement with him when he entered the room the prelate was just leaving. Father Pietro glanced up at him from the table where he was returning to their case the photographs of Marqua.

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