CHAPTER IX
PIETRO THE SPY
Though from motives of policy the grocer had permitted the boys to warm themselves by his fire, he felt only the more incensed against them on this account, and when Mr. Pomeroy had gone determined to get rid of them.
“Haven’t you got warm yet?” he asked. “I can’t have you in my way all day.”
“We will go,” said Phil. “Come, Giacomo.”
He did not thank the grocer, knowing how grudgingly permission had been given.
So they went out again into the chill air, but they had got thoroughly warmed, and were better able to bear it.
“Where shall we go, Filippo?” asked the younger boy.
“We will go back to New York. It is not so cold there.”