Paolo. I am glad to hear it.
Maddalena. Last year, to Liberata, the widow of the miner who went to America to join his son and to whom you gave fifty lire, well, Mr. Luciano gave her a hundred.
Paolo. What a story! He wasn't even here at that time.
Maddalena. Wasn't even here? I saw him—
Paolo. Nonsense. That woman received word that her husband was killed in the mine and that the son wanted her to come to America, the day I left for Switzerland, a year ago yesterday or to-day; I remember it because I gave her a little money in gold which I had been able to procure. She was to leave two days later....
Maddalena. There you are.
Paolo. There you are nothing. Luciano was not there. I know.
Maddalena. He arrived the day Liberata started on the trip.
Paolo. Oh, two days after we left.
Maddalena. Yes it was. He arrived in the morning.