On the balcony the two women were talking quietly.
"What in the world is that man O'Mally up to now?" said La Signorina curiously.
"Can't you see?" replied Kitty. "He is acting as guide in Pietro's place."
"Merciful heavens!" La Signorina retired, stifling her laughter.
At the gates O'Mally received his pourboire of twenty centesimi, saw his charge outside, closed and locked the gates, and returned to Pietro, who was in a greatly agitated state of mind.
"Quando!" he cried.
O'Mally handed him the exact amount, minus the lira for the button.
"Santa Maria! All thees? How? No more I take dem; you!"
O'Mally sat down on the bench and laughed. It was as good a part as he had ever had.