"Did I understand you to say, Giusippe," he asked at last turning abruptly, "that you have no relatives in Venice?"
"None in all the world with the exception of the uncle in America of whom I told you, señor."
Again there was a pause.
"Suppose I were to take you with us."
"What, señor?"
"Take you with us now, when we leave Venice."
"I do not understand."
"Suppose I asked you to go with us to France and England, and then across to America."
"But I have not enough money, señor."
"I haven't much, either," Mr. Cabot answered, smiling kindly into the boy's puzzled eyes. "Still, I think I could get together a sufficient sum to pay your way until you got to the United States and found work."