"O, see that Saint Joseph's ass! Why don't you buy that one, compare Neli?"
"I bargained it this morning; but he asks too much for it. Besides, I should be the laughing stock of the town if I were seen with that black and white beast. You see no one has had a thought of buying it so far."
"That's so, but the color makes no difference in the use that you make of one."
And turning to the padrone he asked,—
"How much must we pay for that Saint Joseph's ass of yours?"
The mistress of the Saint Joseph's ass, seeing that the business was on once more, had quietly approached, with her hands clasped under her apron.
"Don't speak to me of it," cried compare Neli making off across the field. "Don't speak of it again, I don't want to hear a word."
"If you don't want it, let it be," replied the padrone. "If he does not take it,
