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"No, he isn't."
"He is not?"
"He's a Sicilian."
"How do you know?"
"I was here the other day when he was diving for /frutti di mare/."
"I have seen him at the Mergellina ever since he was a child."
"He says he is a Sicilian."
"Boys like that say anything if they can get something by it. Perhaps
he thought you liked the Sicilians better than the Neapolitans. But
anyhow--Sicilian or Neapolitan, it is all one! He is a Southerner, and
at fifteen a Southerner is already a man. I was."
"I know it. But you were proving to me that the Signorina is a woman.
The fact that she, an English girl, is good friends with the fisher
boy does not prove it."
"Ah, well!"
The Marchesino hesitated.
"I had seen the Signorina before I came to meet you at the house."
"Had you?"
"Didn't you know it?"
"Yes, I did."
"I knew she told you."
"What?"
"She told you! she told you! She is birbante. She is a woman, for she
pretended as only a woman can pretend."
"What did she pretend?"
"That she was not pleased at my coming, at my finding out where she
lived, and seeking her.


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