But Coretti said to him one day, when he was smiling disdainfully at his catskin cap:—
“Go to Derossi for a while, and learn how to play the gentleman!”
Yesterday he complained to the master, because the Calabrian touched his leg with his foot. The master asked the Calabrian:—
“Did you do it intentionally?”—“No, sir,” he replied, frankly.—“You are too petulant, Nobis.”
And Nobis retorted, in his airy way, “I shall tell my father about it.” Then the teacher got angry.
“Your father will tell you that you are in the wrong, as he has on other occasions. And besides that, it is the teacher alone who has the right to judge and punish in school.” Then he added pleasantly:—
“Come, Nobis, change your ways; be kind and courteous to your comrades. You see, we have here sons of workingmen and of
