Constance Fenimore Woolson,
Dorothy, and Other Italian Stories
“ The two boys spoke Italian; Luigi knew no English."Why, I look as I'm made. Everybody looks as they're made, don't they?" said Maso, surprised."Ah, but expression is a beautiful thing—a sympathetic countenance," said Luigi, waving his hand. "Now you—you might smile more. Promise me to try a smile at the next place where we go in to ask.""Like this?" said Maso. And stopping, he slapped his leg violently, and gave a deep, long, sardonic laugh. "I saw a man once who did it like that," he explained. ”
