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"Yoh theenk I lov' yoh so moch if yoh not good?" "You gets priest?" Annie-Many-Ponies persisted. "Sure, I gets padre. You theenk Ramon lies for soch theeng?" "You swear, then, all same white mans in picture makes oath." There was a new quality of inflexibility under the soft music of her voice.
Lizette was hammering at Frank Merriwell's door. "Wake up, monsieur!" she cried. "Mon Dieu, it is such a terrible theeng! Queek! queek! Do come, monsieur!" Her knock and her cries brought Frank forth in pajamas. "What is it what's the matter?" he demanded. The voice of Hodge was heard questioning the cause of the disturbance, and Bart came forth from another room. Lizette seized Merry's arm.
It will be better than your own fate, at all events; anything's better than being taken hence to the place of execution, and hanged by the neck until you're dead, all three of you in a row, and your bodies buried within the precincts of the prison!" "The very thing for him," murmured Santos. "The very theeng!"
If there's a flying machine over there, it belongs to the government. You better leave it alone. There's other folks know about it, and maybe watching it." Tomaso shook his head violently. "Por dios, my brother she's fin' out about that," he said. "She's don't tell nobody, only me. She's fin' out them hombres what ride that theeng, they go loco for walking too much in sand and don't get no water.
"Oh, eet ees the most splendeed theeng I evaire see," she murmured. "Eet makes me feel so happy for you all." "Happy?" said Carker, regarding her closely. "Why, I fancied you were looking rather unhappy. To me you seemed downcast. Has anything occurred to make you sad?" "Oh, eet ees that I am so far from home perhaps," she answered.
"Oh, come queek!" she implored. "I see it from my window. I have ze bad headache so long I cannot sleep. Zen I geet up and sit by ze window. I look out and see some one walking beneath the trees. When he walk in ze moonlight I see it is ze Monsieur Carson. Zen all at once oh, ze terrible theeng!" "Go on!" commanded Frank. "All at once what?" "I see ze ozzer man just ze glimpse.
We, us two who love her, señor, learn her to walk and to ride and to shoot and to talk. You shall hear her say, 'Buenos dias, José, mi amigo! You shall see her kees the cheek of old José." Again his leathery hand was put in requisition, this time to wipe clean the cheek to be honored. "And one theeng I tell you, señor," he added confidentially. "Her papa was a wild devil before her.
"You are a woman," he said. "How you dare to do such a theeng?" "Dare?" she hoarsely cried. "I dare anything in a case like this!" "But how can we take her out? She raise the disturbance." "Oh, no, she won't. I know her room. She sleeps alone. A little chloroform will quiet her. Leave the matter to me. Will you come? Do you dare? If you haven't the courage to play this game, say so."
'Do you mean to say, Madame, that you really think those chisellings and screws are forty years old? 'How can I tell, cheaile? What does signify whether it is forty or only fourteen years? Bah! we av other theeng to theenk about. Those villain men! I am glad to see bar and bolt, and lock and key, at least, to our room, to keep soche faylows out!
Simple as two-plus-two was the rule of life as Annie-Many-Ponies laid it down in words before him. No fine distinctions between virtue and superwomanhood there, if you please! No slurring of wrong so that it may look like an exalted right. "Womens got to care," said Annie-Many-Ponies with a calm certainty that would brook no argument. "Sure theeng," Ramon agreed easily.
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