Even the buoyancy of youth must give way to fatigue after a time, and Pappina's little limbs began to ache. She sat down to rest.
"Get up, girl. We must be moving," said Guiseppe.
Pappina arose.
"Take me home, Guiseppe," she begged, "I'm so tired." The request was ignored.
"There's a crowd up the street; come," was all the man said.
Pappina's bright eyes spied an empty carriage on the thoroughfare. All her little life since she could remember, she had longed for a ride in a carriage; here was her first chance for one and she grasped it.
"I'm too tired to walk, Guiseppe," she said quietly. "I'm going home now, and I'm going to ride, for I've earned lots of money to–day."
Guiseppe took no notice of the remark.
"Come on, I say!" he growled. "Don't you see that crowd? Come!"
"Guiseppe, I'm going home, and I'm going to ride, for I've earned lots of money to–day." Pappina repeated, stepping, as she spoke, into the carriage.