Momo looked surprised. “Why not?” “My parents think you're a bunch of lazy good-for-nothings,” Paolo explained.
“They say you fritter your time away. They say there are too many of your sort around.”
You've got so much time on your hands, other people have to make do with less and less - that's what they say -
and if I keep coming here I'll end up just like you.
Again there were nods of agreement from the other children, who had been told much the same thing.
Guido looked at each of them in turn. “Is that what you think of us, too?” he asked. “If so, why do you keep on coming?”
It was Franco who broke the short silence that followed.
“I couldn't care less. My old man says I'll end up in prison, anyway. I'm on your side.”
“I see,” Guido said sadly. “So you do think we're stealing time from other people.”
The children dropped their eyes and looked embarrassed.
At length, gazing intently into Beppo's face, Paolo said, “Our parents wouldn't lie to us, would they?”
In a low voice, he added, “Aren't you time-thieves, then?”
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