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It was her prerogative. Gloria took Maga's left hand in her right. "I don't blame you," she said, "for coveting Will. I've coveted him myself! But you needn't have let your men handle me so roughly!" "No?" said Maga blandly. "Then why did you 'urt two of them so badly that they run away? Did not you shoot that other one? So I give 'im to you. I give you that Will Yerkees "
To quote once more the oracular words of the Ettrick orator and poet, "Ane gets tired o' that eternal soun' Blackwood's Magazeen, Blackwood's Magazeen dinnin' in ane's lugs, day and nicht!" So vast and so varied I suppose to be the commercial relations of Reprint & Co., and such, beyond a doubt, is Maga's empire in America. No more by this steamer.
He'll be offering to fight Kagig next! Guess what is Kagig's hold over the girl can you?" But a much greater miracle followed. Rather than disobey Monty again; rather than seem to question his authority, or differ from his judgment in the least, Rustum Khan forebore presently from sending for his own stripling servant and actually accepted food from Maga's hands.
"He explained he had tried to double my money by gambling, but had lost. Therefore he now sent me all he had left, a fair exchange being no robbery. Oh, he was certainly sportman! "So I sold his watch and chain and the horse but the diamond ring I kept behold it! see, on Maga's hand! it was a real diamond that a woman had given him; and with the proceeds I came back to Armenia.
Many of the pieces in this volume having already shone as captain jewels in Maga's carcanet, need no comment from us; and we should, perhaps, have avoided the delicate responsibility of criticizing one of our most precious contributors, had it not been that we have seen some very unfair attempts to depreciate Mr.
"Catch her!" I panted. "Hold her! Don't let her go!" "Never fear!" he laughed. "Her men have kidnapped Gloria! Tie her hands!" Will had two men with him, one of whom was leading my runaway horse. They gazed open-eyed while Will tied Maga's wrists behind her back. "Kagig what will he say?" one of them objected, but Will laughed. "What you do with me?" demanded Maga. "Take you to Kagig, of course.
Monty was beginning to talk now. I could see him smiling at Kagig over Maga's head, and the girl was growing angry. Rustum Khan was watching them as closely as we were, pausing between sentences. "It may be she buried something there, but if so I did not find it. I could not stay long, for when she rode away she went like wind, and I needed to follow at top speed or else be lost.
There are some to whom you can't say, No." He stopped a minute, and now, without looking, indeed, he looked everywhere but at me, while we talked, made a bow as if just seating me from a waltz, and, with his eyes and his smile on Louise all the way down the room, went out. Did you ever know such insolence? An earnest plea was once entered in Maga's pages for the bodies of saints.
You will certainly concede to the Americans some credit for a discerning taste, when I add that Maga's competitors have long since been withdrawn for want of backers; and she so easily walks the field, that it begins to be a fair question whether Messrs Reprint and Co. are honestly entitled to the purse.
One of the gipsies, who had not seen the need of hurrying to Maga's aid, now proved the soundness of his judgment by divining Kagig's purpose and tossing several new faggots on the already prodigious fire. "Good!" barked Kagig, bending the struggling German this and that way as it pleased him.
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