“They don't come for the sake of our company,” he said. “It's a refuge they're after, that's all.”
They looked down at the stretch of grass in the middle of the amphitheater, where a newly invented game was in progress.
The children included several of Momo's old friends: Paolo, the boy who wore glasses; Maria and her little sister, Rosa;
Massimo, the fat boy with the squeaky voice; and Franco, the lad who always looked rather ragged and unkempt.
In addition to them, however, there were a number of children who had only been coming for the past few days
and one small boy who had first appeared that morning.
It looked as if Guido was right; their numbers were increasing every day.
Momo would have been delighted, except that most of the newcomers had no idea how to play.
All they did was sit around looking bored and sullen and watching Momo and her friends.
Sometimes they deliberately broke up the other children's games and spoiled everything.
Squabbles and scuffles were frequent, though these never lasted long because Momo's presence had its usual effect on the newcomers, too,
so they soon started having bright ideas themselves and joining in with a will.
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