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he singer's voice redeemed and made music of them all. He was practising his songs for use at the hotels, where he sang and played the banjo in the evenings, to add to his income. He told Peter that he was, at the moment, ruined. "In Engliss," he translated, "stony-broke." A shop he had kept in Genoa had failed, so he was thrown upon the roads. "You too are travelling, without a home, for gain?" he inferred. "You are one of us other unfortunates, you and the little child. Poor little one!" "Oh, he likes it," said Peter. "So do I. We don't want a home. This is better." "Not so bad," Livio admitted, "when one can live. But we should like to make our fortunes, isn't it so?" Peter said he didn't know. There seemed so little prospect of it that the question was purely academical. They were coming to Castoleto. Livio stopped, and proceeded to pay attention to his personal appearance, moistening a fragment of yesterday's "Corriere della Sera" in his mouth, and applying it with vigour to his dusty boots. When they shone to his satisfaction, he produced from his pocket a comb and a minute hand-mirror, and arranged his crisp waves of dark hair to a gentlemanly neatness. Then he replaced his pseudo-panama hat, with the slight inclination to the left side that seemed to him suitable, re-tied his pale blue tie, and passed the mirror to Peter, who went through similar operations. "Castoleto will be gay for the _festa_," Livio said. "Things doing," he interpreted; adding, "Christopher Columbus born there; found America. Very big man; yes, _sir_." Peter said he supposed so. Livio added, resuming his own tongue, "Santa Caterina da Siena visited Castoleto. Are you a Christian?" "Oh, well," said Peter, who found the subject difficult, and was not good at thinking out difficult things. Livio nodded. "One doesn't want much church, of course; that's best for the women. But so many English aren't Christians at all, but heretics." They came into Castoleto, which is a small place where the sea washes a shingly shore just below the town, and the narrow streets smell of fish and other things. Livio waved his hand towards a large new hotel that stood imposingly on the hill just behind the town. "There we will go this evening, I with my music, you with your embroideries." That seemed a good plan. Till then they separated, Livio going to try his fortune at the fair, and Peter and Thomas and Francesco and Suor Clara (the d
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