[Poggio]

Robin brushed some of the cinders off his face. “There is going to be another ball?” He asked slowly getting up. He got up better to start early and get his sisters ready. He did not wish to hear their mouths in the morning, while he was trying to do their hair and make up. He spent most of the night mending their dresses until he had fallen asleep again near the fire. He woke up again to the feeling of a sharp pain in his side. His step mother was angry the boy had not started her breakfast. Robin day dreamed as he did his chores. He wondered if that strange man was going to be at the ball tonight and how he was going to sneak in again.