"Si, signora."
Lucrezia put her thumb through it, holding it up on her fist.
"Gaspare's holes are always big."
She spoke as if in praise.
"Gaspare is strong," she added. "But Sebastiano is stronger."
As she said the last words a dreamy look came into her round face, and she dropped the hand that held the stocking into her lap.
"Sebastiano is hard like the rocks, signora."
"Hard-hearted, Lucrezia."
Lucrezia said nothing.
"You like Sebastiano, Lucrezia?"