His 'Yip! Yip!' was an exact imitation, though in a deeper guttural, of Beppo's cries before them.

It would have taken a close observer to suspect that he had not been bred to the calling.
'You have not always been a donkey-driver ?' she inquired after an interval of amused scrutiny.
'Not always, signorina.' 'What did you do in New York ?' 'I play hand-organ, signorina.' Tony removed his hand from the bridle and ground 'Yankee Doodle' from an imaginary instrument.
'I make musica, signorina, wif--wif--how do you say, monk, monka?
His name Vittorio Emanuele.

Ver' nice monk--simpatica affezionata.' 'You've never been an actor ?' 'An actor?
No, signorina.' 'You should try it; I fancy you might have some talent in that direction.' '_Si_, signorina.

Sank you.' She let the conversation drop, and Tony, after an interval of silence, fell to humming Santa Lucia in a very presentable baritone.

The tune, Constance noted, was true enough, but the words were far astray.
'That's a very pretty song, Tony, but you don't appear to know it.' 'I no understand Italian, signorina.