If you do not like them, you can leave them or give them to the birds." "Oh, but there is nothing that tastes as sweet and splendid as these golden plums!" cried Dino, while he was slowly eating one after another.
"What a shame! I wish I had known how much you like them; you really ought to have told me," Cornelli said.

"There are none left on the tree and they are the last that were lying on the grass.

But very soon we'll have the best juicy pears--they are perfectly delicious, I think, even better--and then I'll bring you some every day." "Yes, it certainly would be great to have a pear feast with you every day," said Dino, looking admiringly at the last reddish plum before he ate it.

"It is easy enough for you, Cornelli.

You can stay right here under the pear tree, but I have to go away.