She had to move on sooner or later, however, so even that was no insurance against their missing each other by a hair's breadth.
How useful Cassiopeia would have been! The tortoise could have signalled WAIT! or KEEP GOING!
As it was, Momo never knew what to do for the best. She was afraid of missing Beppo if she waited, and just as afraid of missing him if she didn't.
She also kept her eyes open for the children who used to come and play with her in the old days, but she never saw a single one.
She never saw any children at all, though this was hardly surprising in view of Nino's remark about their being ″taken care of.″
Momo herself was never picked up by a policeman or other adult and taken off to a child depot,
for the very good reason that she was under constant surveillance by the men in gray.
She didn't know it, but confinement to a child depot wouldn't have suited their plans for her.
Although she ate at Nino's restaurant every day, she never managed to say any more to him than she had on the first occasion.
He was always in just as much of a rush and never had the time. Weeks became months, and still Momo pursued her solitary existence.
One evening, while perched on the balustrade of a bridge,
she sighted the small, bent figure of a man on another bridge in the distance, wielding a broom as if his life depended on it.
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