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"It cannot be done!" He dropped into a chair and poured himself an inch of Pernod, as the defeated suitor turned to me in despair. He was short and of a jaundiced hue, his soft brown eyes set slightly aslant. Although lame, he had an alertness and poise unusual in the sea's spawn of these beaches.
It was of a dark green colour, and labelled 'Extrait d'Absinthe. Pernod fils. 'Not this one, Diaz? 'Yes, he insisted. 'Give it me. And get a glass and some water. 'No, I said firmly. 'Wha'? You won't give it me? 'No. He jumped up recklessly and faced me. His hat fell off the back of his head. 'Give me that bottle! His breath poisoned the room.
In short, my dear friend, you will merely be following along a couple of months behind us. It seems to me a pity. I sha'n't like to see you wasting your time and efforts." He dropped his eyes to the glass of Pernod which stood beside him, and he took it in his hand and turned it slowly and watched the light gleam in strange pearl colors upon it.
A dispatch from the frontier had announced his coming, but to the anxiety of Delgado delays seemed numberless and interminable. At last an aide ushered him into the apartment where the new Monarch waited, his inevitable glass of Pernod and anisette twisting in his fingers. Jusseret bowed. "Where is Martin?" inquired the King. "Dead," said the newcomer briefly. The Pretender paled palpably.
And, I ought to add, in justice to the result of the Entente Cordiale, you may see there, too, aligned in considerable quantities on the shelves, the products of those great French philanthropists, to whom indeed our generation does not render sufficient homage for all the good they have done to its stomach and its head. The reader will guess that I have named Pernod, Picon and Cusenier.
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