Giovanni hailed a sturdy-looking fellow who was breaking stones by the roadside.
"Get up, Carluccio," he said.

"This good monk has lost his way.

You must take him round the mountain, above Ponza to Arcinazzo, and show him the road to Trevi.

It is a long way, but the road is good enough after Ponza--it is shorter than to go round by Saracinesca, and the good friar is in a hurry." Carluccio started up with alacrity.

He greatly preferred roaming about the hills to breaking stones, provided he was paid for it.