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To her question, "Where are you going?" he replied, "I am obliged

to go to many places, but if I find a moment of time, I should

like to stop awhile at the village on the road to Bergamo, near

the frontier, but in the territory of Milan-what do they call

it?-There must be some village there," thought he.

[27] A kind of soft cheese.

"Gorgonzola, you mean," replied the old woman.

"Gorgonzola," repeated Renzo, as if to fix it in his memory, "is

it far from here?"

"I don't know for certain; perhaps ten or twelve miles. If one of

my children were here, they could tell you."

"And do you think I could reach there by keeping on these

pleasant paths, without taking the high road, where there is so

much dust? such a quantity of dust! It is so long since we have

had any rain!"

"I think you can. You can ask at the first village to the

right,"-naming it.