Afterward, comforted and rested, he would have repaid his hostess by another round of his melodies; but this, much to the disgust of seven small lads, Take-a-Stitch prevented. Leading the organ-grinder from the threshold of the cottage to the tree beyond it, Glory made Luigi sit down again and answer every question she put to him; and though he did not always comprehend her words, he did her gestures, so that, soon, she had learned all he knew of the Lane since she had left it until the previous day when he had done so. First, because to him it seemed of the greater importance, Luigi dwelt upon Toni's disappointment, and divulged the great "secret" which had matured in the peanut-merchant's brain, and was to have been made known to Goober Glory, had she not "runned the way." The secret was a scheme for the betterment of everybody concerned and of Antonio Salvatore in especial; and to the effect that the blind captain and Goober Glory should form a partnership. She was to be given charge of Antonio's own big stand; while comfortable upon a high stool, beside it, the captain was to sit and sing. This would have attracted many customers, Toni thought, by its novelty; and, incidentally, the seaman might sell some of his own frames. As for the proprietor himself, he was to have taken and greatly enlarged the "outside business"; Luigi assisting him whenever the organ failed to pay. "Money, little one! Oh, mucha money for all! But you stole the baby and runned away," ended this part of the stroller's tale, as she interpreted it. "I never! Never, never, never! She was sent! She belongs. Hear me!" cried Glory, indignantly, and forthwith poured into Luigi's puzzled ear all her own story. Then she demanded that he should answer over again her first question when she had met him; hoping a different reply. "Has my grandpa come back?" But Luigi only shook his head. Even through his dim understanding, there had filtered the knowledge that the fine old captain never would so come. He had been killed, crushed, put out of this sunny world by a cruel accident. So Antonio had told him; but so, in pity, for her he would not repeat. Rather he would make light of the matter, and did so, shrugging his shoulders in his foreign fashion and elevating his eyebrows indifferently; then conveyed to her in his broken English that the seaman must have "moved," because the landlord had come and sent all the furnishings of the "littlest house" to the grocer's for safe keeping; and there she would find them when she wished.