Then, without waiting for a reply, he added, "Come along. I'll buy you something to eat."
He jingled coins in his pockets. His mouth curved at the corners. He had black eyes and they gleamed.
They started off together, when, all at once, she stopped and would go no farther.
"Come," urged Tony. "Don't be afraid. I have money. See? I begged it of the Americans at the big hotel."
He drew the coins from his pocket and showed them to her. But she only stood and gazed at him with those mournful, brown eyes. Tony's black ones snapped.
"Avanti! (Forward!)" he cried. "What makes you stand like a donkey? See, I have enough to buy you all the food you can eat. I am clever."
He smiled roguishly.
"I cry before the foreigners," he continued. "I rub my stomach, so! I say, 'Ah, I die of hunger!'"
He made a frightful face and patted his stomach.
But she only looked at him and did not move. Yet there was admiration in her eyes.