Friday had not been long gone when he came running back, and flew over my outer wall or fence, like one that felt not the ground or the steps he set his foot on; and before I had time to speak to him he cries out to me, “O master! O master!
Venerdì non istette lungo tempo, che tornò addietro tutto ansante, e, scalato il piccolo muro della mia fortezza, corse a me che i suoi piedi non toccavano terra. — «Ah padrone! padrone!