The master sent us on an errand to Porto d'Anzio last night and we are going back." "It is a long pull," observed the watchman.

"Tell the other man to come ashore and rest in the shade.

I also have been to sea.

The water is not very good here, but what there is you shall have." "Thank you," said the man gratefully, and giving Nino a very wide berth as he followed Padre Francesco.

"We could have got some water at the Incastro creek, but it would have been the same as drinking the fever." "May the Madonna never will that you drink of it," said Padre Francesco, as they reached the shady side of the tower.