"No. Let's call the men of the Trabocco."
"They'll laugh at us."
"Very well! I'll call them myself."
"If you didn't get frightened—if you didn't clutch me so, I should be strong enough to carry you."
"No, no. I want to go back in the fannizza."
She was so determined that George let her have her way. He stood up on the rock, and, making a speaking trumpet of his hands, he called one of Turchin's sons.
"Daniel! Daniel!"
On hearing this repeated shout, one of the fishermen left the capstan, crossed the bridge, climbed down, and began to run along the beach.
"Daniel, bring the cannizza."
The man heard, turned back, went toward the boathouse, dragged the little dingy into the water, and, pushing off with a long pole, proceeded towards the rock.