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And to
Artois, sedentary for so long, the sight of them brought a feeling
almost of triumph, but also a sensation of envy. Their vigor made him
pine for movement.
"Drive on slowly, Pasqualino," he said. "I will follow you on foot,
and join you at the hill."
"Si Signore."
He got out, stood for a moment, then strolled on towards the
Mergellina. As he approached this part of the town, with its harbor
and its population of fisherfolk, the thought of Ruffo came into his
mind. He remembered that Ruffo lived here. Perhaps he might see the
boy this afternoon.
On the mole that serves as a slight barrier between the open sea and
the snug little harbor several boys were fishing. Others were bathing,
leaping into the water with shouts from the rocks. Beyond, upon the
slope of dingy sand among the drawn-up boats, children were playing,
the girls generally separated from the boys. Fishermen, in woolen
shirts and white linen trousers, sat smoking in the shadow of their
craft, or leaned muscular arms upon them, standing at ease, staring
into vacancy or calling to each other.


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