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Burton; I have been sixteen years in the service, and I have known twenty scoundrels go unpunished, but I never saw a consul recalled except for something disgraceful certainly never for an Eastern pasha. You will find it is all right when you get home; they would hardly do such a thing to a man like Burton." We arrived at Alexandria, and I went to a hotel.
"But the dossier?" exclaimed Senator Burton. "I thought, Monsieur le Prefet, that I was to see Mr. Dampier's dossier?" "Oh, to be sure yes! I beg your pardon." Again he whistled down the tube. "Picot?" he exclaimed, "I still require that dossier! Why am I kept waiting in this way?"
Burton would allow it?" "He wouldn't like it, of course, but he could hardly interfere. I am eighteen now and can do what I choose. After all, he's only my step-brother; I don't see that I owe him obedience. He was always unkind to mother." "But if he seriously objects, I think you had better not defy his wishes; you may find your position at home made much harder if " "Not a bit harder!"
He is the greatest artist that ever lived, and there never were such pictures as he paints." "Miss Burton, I beg off," interrupted Van Berg, laughing. "You always get the better of one. No, children," he continued in answer to their looks of wonder, "I know less about painting pictures, in comparison, than you do of dressing dolls."
"Its object," observed Burton facetiously, to a friend, "is to make John Bull eat more beef and drink more beer." Mrs. Burton imagined naively that if it were put into a pretty bottle the demand would exceed the supply. They had hopes, too, for the Camoens, which had taken many years of close application and was now approaching completion.
Here was a situation which seemed incomprehensible to all of them. Katz's eyes were closed, and the breath came and went stertorously between his bloated lips. His face was puffed and of a purplish hue. "What's the matter with him?" queried Burton. "He came within one of being suffocated, that's all," Clancy answered. "Get the ropes off his hands and feet, so he'll be more comfortable.
"Oh, sir!" returned Miriam, looking up artlessly in his face, "I am too young to listen to words like these." "You are a woman, Miriam," replied Burton, earnestly "a lovely woman, with a heart overflowing with pure affections. Deeply have you interested my feelings from the first; and now I ask you to be mine.
What are you and Gerald Wynn and Bob Katz doing here?" "Who said Gerald and Bob were with me?" returned Burton sullenly. "You said something before we got out of the boat which proved to me that Gerald Wynn was here with you. And, if Gerald is here, Katz is along, too. Why are you in this place?" Burton did not answer.
The place to mime wore an unfriendly appearance; I therefore made no use of my recommendation, but went straight through, and only bought some bread at a baker's, which I took along with me. At night I reached Burton, where the famous Burton ale is brewed. By this time I felt myself pretty well tired, and therefore proposed to stay the night here.
The Bombay Government at that time had been induced to order an expedition to be organised for the purpose of investigating the Somali country a large tract of land lying due south of Aden, and separated only from the Arabian coast by the Gulf of Aden and had appointed three officers, Lieutenant Burton to command, and Lieutenants Stroyan and Herne to assist in its conduct.
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