FOURTEEN: THREE LUNCHES, NO ANSWERS
Towards noon on the following day, Momo tucked the tortoise under her arm and set off for Nino's inn.
″You'll see, Cassiopeia,″ she said. ″The mystery will soon be solved. Nino will tell us where Guido and Beppo are.
Then we'll go and get the children, and we'll all be together again. Perhaps Nino and his wife will come along too.
You'll like my friends, I'm sure. We could even give a little party this evening.
I'll tell everyone about the flowers and the music and Professor Hora and everything.
Oh, I just can't wait to see them all again! First, though, I'm looking forward to a good lunch. I'm absolutely famished.″
And so she chattered on merrily, feeling in her jacket pocket now and then to reassure herself that Guido's letter was still there.
The tortoise fixed her with its wise old eyes and made no comment. Momo began to hum as she went, and then to sing.
The words and melodies were those of the voices that still seemed to ring in her ears as clearly as they had the day before.
She would never forget them, she knew that now. Then, abruptly, she broke off.
They had reached Nino's inn, but her first thought was that she must have gone astray.
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