. He who steals (Colui che ruba) a story for the young . ar them out too much andwhich he had placed behind a that they were playing a jokeupon him he asked no one where they were,but after searching for some time he found i32 HE WHO STEALS them loaded with stones in a puddle ofwater. But would he allow these boys to teaseand torment him like this? One morning at lunch hour, which was themost noisy of the day, one of his compan-ions, thin and pale, who once was caughtsearching the jacket pockets of a workman,began to deride him. One of the things hesaid was that Mingo worked ha
. He who steals (Colui che ruba) a story for the young . ar them out too much andwhich he had placed behind a that they were playing a jokeupon him he asked no one where they were,but after searching for some time he found i32 HE WHO STEALS them loaded with stones in a puddle ofwater. But would he allow these boys to teaseand torment him like this? One morning at lunch hour, which was themost noisy of the day, one of his compan-ions, thin and pale, who once was caughtsearching the jacket pockets of a workman,began to deride him. One of the things hesaid was that Mingo worked hard so as towin favor from the foreman and so as tomake the other boys work harder. Mingomade no reply. Why dont you open your mouth?the others asked so as to enrage him. Hithim with your fist. Yes, hit me if you dare! challenged thebad, thin and pale boy. Mingo became angry and with fistsclenched said: Im not afraid of you orany of the rest in a fair fight. No one cantouch me even with a finger. The others laughed and the older work-men gathered With powerful force he succeeded in throwing the boy to the ground. HE WHO STEALS 135 Look at the kid from over the moun-tains/ He looks like a wild goat! Hit him! Uh! Uh! The thin pale boy went to him and blewa mouthful of smoke in his face. Mingo rushed at him growling like abeast. The inciter tried to liberate himselffrom those two arms that seemed like twisted and turned, he kicked, he yelled,he cursed. But Mingo held him as if theother was nailed to the spot. At that moment Mingo was handsome,His feet were firmly planted, his backarched, his head buried in the bosom of hisadversary, and tshough he was so young heappeared like a little gladiator. Withpowerful force he succeeded in throwing theboy to the ground. But just at that timetwo cries were heard. Have you had enough? cried Mingo. Ha, ha! cried the , he had appeared at that moment, andwhile the other boys sided with the one who 136 HE WHO STEALS was
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