“Oh, no; there aren’t any. Billy says so, and he knows. He knows, too, that there are other people here beside the Italians.”,
“Yes, I s’pose we can listen to you scramble up and down the piano keys all night, but if I do anything it’s another story.”,
“But I asked for her, mamma.” Billy’s voice lost its exuberance. His mother never had looked so tired, he thought for the second time that day..
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