human
Marta, think of the miles this child has walked There's not much sole left, and the leather--look at it! Well, what do you think. Marta? Do you suppose we can find shoes in Amalfi to fit such little feet?
gpt
Why, Guiseppe, exclaimed Pappina,
human
There, there, _bambina_, we've both been bad. We'll start all over again. Don't cry. Here, Marta, suppose you take her down to the water again. See, a little way down there the children are in bathing. You may as well let Pappina go in. It will do her good and rest her. She doesn't complain, for she's not the whimpering kind, but she looks tired out.