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I myself had to work like an adult from the age of eight, although I was small and weak. But I do agree, age is of no consequence in this case. I must admit that which Barbarossa told me about the Thief Lord I did not imagine a boy of, say, twelve or thirteen years of age. "You must forgive my surprise at your age. "Not in the least," the old man answered. Scipio might have had the body of a child, but he could express himself like an adult, with a confidence that they couldn't help admiring. Prosper and Mosca exchanged a quick glance. And you are very old, judging by your voice. "Well, keep your mask on if you don't want to show your face, but I can still see that you're very young." "So you really are the Thief Lord," the stranger said quietly. Prosper thought he could hear a small laugh. "One also shouldn't talk about theft in a confessional," Scipio answered, "and that's what we're here for, isn't it?" "One shouldn't wear a mask in a church, any more than a hat." The uneven voice sounded like a very old man. Prosper shuddered and only after another look did he realize that they were glasses, reflecting the sparse light. Two eyes, round and bright, seemingly with no pupils, gleamed through the darkness of the confessional. Should we have a look?" Mosca whispered cautiously.īut just then someone pulled back the curtain of the small window. Prosper and Mosca stood behind him like bodyguards. The small window was now level with his eyes and he could be seen by whoever sat on the other side. Scipio hesitated as his eye fell on the low bench half hidden in the darkness, but then he kneeled down on it. The Thief Lord tried very hard to pretend that he was coolness itself, but Prosper and Mosca, as they followed him behind the curtain, sensed that his heart was beating just as fast as theirs. Scipio now pushed this curtain aside, adjusting his mask one last time and clearing his throat nervously. Of course there was also a curtain on the side of the confessional to protect the sinners from curious eyes. Inside, he would sit down on a narrow bench, put his ear to a small window, and listen to all who wanted to tell him their sins and clear their conscience. It was a tall box made from black wood, draped with dark red curtains and with a door in the middle, which the priest used for slipping into the tiny space behind. The first one on the left looked no different from the others. The confessionals were tucked away in one of the side aisles. He pushed the mask back onto his face and led the way as purposefully as one of the Basilica's tourist guides. "Where are the confessionals?" Mosca whispered, looking uneasily around him. Instinctively, they moved closer together. The golden domes that arched above their heads kept their splendor hidden in the gloom, and in between the tall marble pillars that supported them the boys felt as small as insects.
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Shipping is calculated by Etsy in your shopping cart and will be consolidated for multiple items.The three boys moved hesitantly down the wide center aisle, their steps ringing out on the flagstone floor. We package orders carefully to ensure they reach your hands safely and undamaged. In his search for the theater, Victor visits the home of Dottor Massimo, the owner of the Stella, where he sees Scipio, who is actually the son of the rich Dottore. When the rest of the children see Victor, they cause a distraction and run away, taking his wallet with them.
#THE THIEF LORD MOVIE#
Bo accidentally lets slip that he lives in an old movie theater. Victor recognizes the boys on the street and manages to initiate a conversation with innocent little Bo. The runaway boys' aunt and uncle figure out where they are and set a detective, Victor Getz, on their trail. A customer of Barbarossa, calling himself the Conte, asks the "Thief Lord" to steal a wooden lion's wing for him. He appears to steal valuables and the orphan group sells them to a sly shopkeeper, Ernesto Barbarossa. They are taken in by a group of street children who live in an abandoned movie theater, the Stella, and are led by a proud orphan named Scipio. The Thief Lord follows the story of brothers, Prosper (Prop) and Boniface (Bo), who run away to Venice, Italy.
#THE THIEF LORD ARCHIVE#
Dust jacket is protected in a removable, archive cover. Book and dust jacket are in Very Good Condition.