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He calls all his fire-eaters about him, all those into whom he had more particularly put the devil, and talks to them in this way: "My friends, for the time being they are giving us Egypt to stop our mouths. But we will swallow down Egypt in a brace of shakes, just as we swallowed Italy, and private soldiers shall be princes, and shall have broad lands of their own. Forward!"
By times next morning we woke too soon the villagers, who enjoy long talks by night and deep slumbers in early day. They appear much inclined to slumber again. But both Apó of Asánta and Juma of Nánwá were exceedingly anxious to know when mining-works would begin, and, that failing, to secure as much 'dash' as possible.
At two o'clock we reached La Trinidad, where he had promised that we should eat the finest meal in the State of Chiapas. We found a complete surprise. Trinidad is little more than a finca, or rancho, but it has an agente, and quite a population of Chol indians. The agente was a decent-looking fellow, active and ambitious; he talks a little English, and is something of an amateur photographer.
"Who told you that the next twenty years of your life might not be happier than any that have gone before?" "How could that be?" she asked. "What is left for me now, but to go quietly to my grave?" "Grave!" said Tom. "Who talks of graves for twenty years to come! Mary, my darling, I have waited for you so long and faithfully, you will not disappoint me at last?" "What do you mean?
"Then how could you know?" "I have had some confidential talks with Mr. James Wilder, his Graces secretary. It was he who gave me the information about Lord Saltire's feelings." "I see. By the way, that last letter of the Dukes was it found in the boy's room after he was gone?" "No, he had taken it with him. I think, Mr. Holmes, it is time that we were leaving for Euston."
Sydney remembered and spoke this name very softly. "Yes, he talks of him continually now." "Was he in his office once?" "Yes, I believe so." "One more question. Has this Mr. Darley any children?" "He had one once a boy. But it must have died when a baby, soon after Mrs. Darley did. And now do you know why I do not want you to come here with stories of riches for Maurice Darley?
She had seen everything there was to be seen at the rector's. She told of it in her little silver pipe of a voice. She had to be checked and put to bed, lest she be tired out. "I never knew that child could talk so much," Sarah said to Daniel, after the little girl had gone up-stairs. "She talks quite some when she's alone with me." "And she seems to see everything."
Then she giggles a little more and talks in that soft voice that is like nothing else we ever heard, as she hands us a nice hot piece of toast on an iron spike; she is much pleased and giggles because I tell her the toast is not harmed by dropping it on the clean floor, and she walks off into the big bedroom to bring the coffee from the gas heater.
'Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights. So the life is blessed that talks with God; that has fixed its desires on Him as its Supreme Good; that is irradiated by His light, glorified by the reflection of His brightness, and ministered to with all necessary appliances by His loving self-communication.
Then I used to go over in my mind all the v'yges I had made and to remember the yarns I had heard, and would go over the talks I had had with Jack and Tom and Harry. You would be surprised how I kept my spirits up. You see I was a young fellow, and young fellows take things cheerful and make light of what would break them down when they get older.
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