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If its owner was away from home and his house in darkness, then was their plight a sorry one indeed. "There is only one thing to do," said Roldan, putting his hand funnel-wise to Adan's ear. "We must keep due south until we come to the river. Then, at least, we cannot go wrong." "And that river we must cross!" said Adan, with a groan. "Dios de mi alma!"
No wonder his family had been careful to leave its wonders out of the table talk; had he known, he would have been at its feet long since. "It isn't the wine?" asked Adan, feebly. "No. There must have been a fog before; Los Angeles is near the sea." "Shall we start?" "Yes, but slowly. The poor mustangs! But it will not be long now. We cannot be more than two leagues from there.
It stopped abruptly, the tag end of it shot forth like the quick last blast from a trumpet. "Hi, Adan!" called Roldan, excitedly, peering down into the dark. "Are you hurt?" "I know not! I know not! It is darker than a dungeon of a Mission." The voice was quite distinct. It came from no great depth. "Get out of the way," called Roldan. "I am coming."
This he did, and hardly had he done so when there appeared upon the scene fifteen galleys commanded by Adan Centurion and John Doria. Kheyr-ed-Din had had enough of fighting just for the present; his men and he were wearied out by the hardships of their flight, and accordingly he drew up his galleys under the fort at Bona and awaited an attack, should the enemy care to deliver one.
I took note of that big cactus ahead, last night Hist!" "Dios de mi alma!" whispered Adan, his tongue rolling out. "In this place! It is worse than earthquake." Nothing was to be seen from where they stood, but from no great distance came the faint hollow rattle which strikes terror to man in the wilderness. The volume of sound was suddenly augmented: there appeared to be a duet.
That day we had ridden nearly fifteen hours; our halting place lay about thirty miles from, and 240o south-west of, Koralay. After another delay, and a second vain message to the Gerad Adan, about noon appeared that dignitary's sixth wife, sister to the valiant Beuh. Her arrival disconcerted my companions, who were too proud to be protected by a woman.
White stars were whirling, the ground was white, the forest was half obliterated. He shook Adan and dragged him to his feet. "We must get into the redwoods at once," he said. "We shall be buried here." Adan gasped but cinched his saddle; the boys sprang upon the now tractable mustangs and plunged into the forest below.
"Coliar!" the bull was ignominiously rolled in the dust, then meekly preceded Reinaldo back to the rodeo-ground. After the dinner under the trees most of the party returned to the platform, but Estenega, Adan, Chonita, Valencia, and myself strolled about the rancho. Adan walked at Chonita's side, more faithful than her shadow.
The mustang, who had slept off his fatigue, had no need of spur; he seemed to enter into the spirit of the chase possibly realised that if the chase failed he might have a double load to carry. He dashed over the rough adobe plain, Roldan holding the bridle high in his left hand, the coiled lasso in his right. Adan waddled after, far in the rear.
Adan was celebrated for polygamy even in Eastern Africa: by means of his five sons and dozen daughters, he has succeeded in making extensive connexions , and his sister, the Gisti Fatimah, was married to Abubakr, father of the present Amir. Yet the Gerad would walk into a crocodile's mouth as willingly as within the walls of Harar.
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