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He accepted my expressions of gratitude with much graciousness, professed himself happy to have been the means of saving the life of a fellow creature, begged me to regard himself, his house, and everything that belonged to him as entirely at my service for as long as I might be pleased to make use of them, and then said he would be glad to learn how I came to be in the plight in which Tomasso had found me, if I felt equal to the task of telling the story.
"He's willing to be hanged or damned or anything else just for the sake of putting a bullet through the other fellow!" "What was the name of the unfortunate deceased?" "Tomasso Crocedoro a barber." "That is almost a defense in itself," mused Mr. Tutt. "Anyhow, if I've got to defend Angelo for shooting Tomasso you might as well give me a short scenario of the melodrama.
Big Jim spread a white napkin over his knee and poured a cup of steaming soup from the thermos bottle. Tomasso broke off a chunk of bread and took an onion from one pocket and a piece of cheese from another.
"Pepe, one of the Bella Vista `boys' who joined us last night, told me that there was a young Englishman in the house who had been found by old Tomasso, Don Luis' fisherman, floating about on a piece of wreckage, nearly dead, and had been brought ashore by him and, at Don Luis' orders, taken up to the house and nursed back to health by Mama Elisa; and without doubt this is he."
"Piero and Carlo were accused of connection with this conspiracy and Sir John Hawkwood, Tomasso Strozzi and Benedetto Alberti, with a strong force, prepared to resist this invasion. "Piero was executed. Subsequently Giorgio Scali and Tomasso Strozzi made themselves offensive to the government. Tomasso fled, but Giorgio was made prisoner and beheaded.
"They won't be stuck on me after Saturday. That'll be the end of my glorious career." "What did you do?" Tom asked, after his customary fashion of construing talk literally. "Oh, I didn't exactly commit a murder," the other laughed, "but I fell down, Sla you don't mind my calling you Slady, do you?" "That's what most everybody calls me," Tom said, "except the troop I was in. They call me Tomasso."
It is said that Tomasso Crinello was the boy's master; whether this is true or not, he was surely trained in the Netherland manner of composition. The youth, whom we shall now call Palestrina, as he is known by the name of his birthplace, returned from Rome at the age of eighteen to his native town, in 1544, as a practising musician, and took a post at the Cathedral of Saint Agapitus.
"You bet your life you did," Roy said, "and it shows you're a scout. Once a scout, always a scout; you can't get away from that, Tomasso." "Maybe you'll find that out," Tom said, his meaning, as usual, a little cloudy. "I don't have to find it out, Tom," Roy said. "Don't you suppose I know where you stand?
The newcomer's eyes traveled joyously over his breathless audience, calling Father Tomasso to join in hearing his news. "Yes, it is true," he was saying. "I have just come from the audience. Father General and Father Ramoni stopped to call at the Secretariate of State, but I came straight home to tell you.
"Are you going to play that geography game?" Tom asked hopefully. "Posilutely," said Roy; "we'll start with me. Who discovered America? Ohio. Correct." "What?" yelled Peewee. "Columbus is in Ohio; it's the same thing only different," said Roy; "you should worry. How about it, Tomasso?" Tom was laughing already. It would have done Mr. Burton and Mr. Ellsworth good to see him.
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