The heir to my modest estate." "And a very good brigand, already, for his years," added Mr.Merrick.
"Ah, Tato, Tato," shaking his head at the child, "how could you be so cruel as to fool an innocent old chap like me ?" Tato laughed.
"I did not deceive you, signore.

You but misunderstood me.

I said Signor Ferralti was hurt, and so he was." "But you said he needed my assistance." "Does he not, signore ?" "How do you speak such good English ?" "Father Antoine taught me." "The monk ?" "Yes, signore." "My child is a linguist," remarked the Duke, complacently.

"Sh--he has been taught English, German and French, even from the days of infancy.
It is very good for me, for now Tato can entertain my guests." "Have you no Italian guests, then ?" asked Uncle John.
"No, since Italy owns Sicily, and I am a loyal subject.

Neither have I many Germans or Frenchmen, although a few wander my way, now and then.
But the Americans I love, and often they visit me.