One day a girl, who struck me at first sight for her pleasing
appearance, stopped to look at some badges, who
were showed in a moving showcase in the centre of the shop that housed my sales
outlet.
She was tall and slim and had short
cut and combed back reddish hair; The green eyes, of a very intense color,
stood on a freckled face, with a well-proportioned nose, slightly upside down.
She was standing there, his chin
protruding forward, as if she were
short-sighted, rotating the shopwindow
on its four sides, with a little enthusiastic expression on his face.
I felt a sudden impulse; I came up
and gave her one of the "badges" that stood down, pinned, like the
others, on the velvet covering the exterior walls of the window.
- "This is perhaps the best
one," I said, handing it over.
She turned and spoke softly, after
watching me for a moment with the badge in her long, slender fingers, she said,
-" Are you Spanish?"
- "They ask me many," I
said, amused - "I wonder why!"
-"An Englishman, of course,
would never offer a rose to an unknown person!"
There was no tone of reproach or
annoyance in his saying; Indeed, it seemed to me to catch a flattery in the woman's
voice.
- "Where do you come
from?" I asked in turn.
- "I am Irish, but lately,
between one trip and the other, I spent a lot of time in Spain and I repeat it,
looking at you, you look like Spanish. You have at least a few Spanish blood in
the veins, don’t you? "
- "Well, you can say it! Spain
has dominated us for over four centuries and who knows? My official language is
Italian anyway! "
- "I did not make it a matter
of official idiom," she said, dropping that speech.
- "Do you feel like taking four steps outside?" I replied immediately.
- "Yes, why not!", she retorted.
I handed the cash coin and the ice
cream lever to the shop manager's store, begging him to look at the machines in
my absence. Although the operations of the two activities were separate, there
was between us ice cream sellers and the staff of the store that housed us, a solid and sympathetic relationship.
24. to be continued...
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