A nice padrone Ruggiero has, who is called a liar and an infamous one by serving maids.

Well, give me the cigar." "Take it," said the sailor, rising and reaching out.
The urchin stuck it between his teeth, nodded his thanks, lowered himself gently into the water so as not to wet it, and swam cautiously to the breakwater, holding his head in the air.
Bastianello sat down again and continued to smoke his pipe.

There was a happy look in his bright blue eyes which had not been there before..