“The Signorino is Americano? Has he ever seen Kicago?” Patsy said he knew Chicago well.
“I am thinking of going there,” said the tailor. “I have a good little business, nothing to complain of, all the best people in Monreale wear my clothes, but there is no great future, no prospect of laying anything by. My neighbor, Ludovico, has been in Kicago twenty years; he has done very well. He has merely come back here to wait till his poor father dies—the old man’s past praying for—then he
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returns to Kicago. He asks me to go with him. What does the Signorino advise?”