{"product_id":"2940013475137","title":"RICO AND WISELI","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRICO AND STINELI\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    I.    IN THE QUIET HOUSE\u003cbr\u003e   II.    IN THE SCHOOL\u003cbr\u003e  III.    THE OLD SCHOOLMASTER'S FIDDLE\u003cbr\u003e   IV.    THE BEAUTIFUL, DISTANT LAKE WITHOUT A NAME\u003cbr\u003e    V.    A SAD HOUSE, BUT THE LAKE GETS A NAME\u003cbr\u003e   VI.    RICO'S MOTHER\u003cbr\u003e  VII.    A PRECIOUS LEGACY, AND A PRECIOUS PRAYER\u003cbr\u003e VIII.    ON THE LAKE OF SILS\u003cbr\u003e   IX.    A PERPLEXING AFFAIR\u003cbr\u003e    X.    A LITTLE LIGHT\u003cbr\u003e   XI.    A LONG JOURNEY\u003cbr\u003e  XII.    IT STILLS GOES ON\u003cbr\u003e XIII.    ON THE DISTANT, BEAUTIFUL LAKE\u003cbr\u003e  XIV.    NEW FRIENDSHIPS FORMED, WHILE THE OLD ONES ARE NOT FORGOTTEN\u003cbr\u003e   XV.    SILVIO'S WISHES PRODUCE RESULTS\u003cbr\u003e  XVI.    COUNSEL THAT BRINGS JOY TO MANY\u003cbr\u003e XVII.    BACK AGAIN OVER THE MOUNTAINS\u003cbr\u003eXVIII.    TWO HAPPY TRAVELLERS\u003cbr\u003e  XIX.    CLOUDS ON THE BEAUTIFUL LAKE OF GARDA\u003cbr\u003e   XX.    AT HOME\u003cbr\u003e  XXI.    SUNSHINE ON THE LAKE OF GARDA\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHOW WISELI WAS PROVIDED FOR\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    I.    COASTING\u003cbr\u003e   II.    AT HOME WHERE ALL ARE HAPPY\u003cbr\u003e  III.    ALSO AT HOME\u003cbr\u003e   IV.    AT COUSIN GOTTI'S\u003cbr\u003e    V.    HOW TIME WENT ONE, AND SUMMER CAME\u003cbr\u003e   VI.    OLD AND NEW\u003cbr\u003e  VII.    ANDREW IS BETTER, AND SOMEBODY ELSE, ALSO\u003cbr\u003e VIII.    SOMETHING VERY STRANGE HAPPENS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"So the lad seated himself, and placed his fiddle in position.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Rico played correctly, and with enthusiasm.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Wiseli hastened into the room, and went to her mother's side.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Andrew raised himself in his bed to see who was there.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRICO AND STINELI.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER I.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIN THE QUIET HOUSE.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the Ober Engadin, on the highway up to Maloja, stands the lonely\u003cbr\u003evillage of Sils; and back towards the mountains, across the fields,\u003cbr\u003enestles a little cluster of huts known as Sils Maria. Here, in an open\u003cbr\u003efield, two cottages stand, facing each other.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNoticeable in both are the old wooden house-doors, and the tiny windows\u003cbr\u003equite imbedded in the thick walls. A bit of a garden-plot belongs to one\u003cbr\u003eof these poor dwellings, where the pot-herbs and the cabbages look only\u003cbr\u003ea trifle better than their spindling companions the flowers.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe other house has nothing but a little shed, where two or three hens\u003cbr\u003emay be seen running in and out. This cottage is smaller than its\u003cbr\u003eneighbor, and its wooden door is quite black from age.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOut of this door every morning, at the same hour, came a large man. In\u003cbr\u003eorder to pass out he was obliged to stoop, so tall was he. His hair was\u003cbr\u003eblack and glossy, and his eyes were also black; and under his\u003cbr\u003efinely-shaped nose grew a thick black beard, completely hiding the lower\u003cbr\u003epart of his face; so that, except the glistening of his white teeth when\u003cbr\u003ehe spoke, nothing was visible. But he rarely spoke.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEverybody in Sils knew the man, but he was never called by his name,--it\u003cbr\u003ewas always \"the Italian.\" He went by the foot-path across to Sils every\u003cbr\u003eday regularly, and thence up to Maloja. They were working on the highway\u003cbr\u003ein that place, and there he found employment.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen, however, he did not have work up there, he went down to the Baths\u003cbr\u003eof St. Moritz. Houses were being built down there, and he found work in\u003cbr\u003eplenty; and there passed the day, only returning to his cottage at\u003cbr\u003enightfall.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen he came out of his house in the morning, he was usually followed by\u003cbr\u003ea little boy, who lingered on the threshold after his father had gone on\u003cbr\u003ehis way, and looked with his big black eyes for a long time in the\u003cbr\u003edirection his father had taken; but where he was looking that no one\u003cbr\u003ecould have told, for his eyes had a faraway look, as if they saw nothing\u003cbr\u003ethat lay before them and near, but were searching for something\u003cbr\u003einvisible to everybody.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47082804052208,"sku":"2940013475137","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013475137_p0.jpg?v=1763581744","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013475137","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}