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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Now, I had never seen Señorita Anabela. So, the next day Fergus asks me to walk with him through the plaza and view the daily promenade and exhibition of Oratama society, a sight that had no interest for me. But I went; and children and dogs took to the banana groves and mangrove swamps as soon as they had a look at my face.
"But I haven't begun on the story I was going to tell you yet. "One day I took a long ride in the hot sunshine, and then took a bath in the cold waters of a lagoon on the edge of the town before I'd cooled off. "That evening after dark I called at the alcalde's to see Anabela. I was calling regular every evening then, and we were to be married in a month.
It is a country governed by a dictator and controlled by revolutions and insubordination. It was there that a great life-drama was played, with Judson Tate, the homeliest man in America, and Fergus McMahan, the handsomest adventurer in history or fiction, and Señorita Anabela Zamora, the beautiful daughter of the alcalde of Oratama, as chief actors.
But for the bars to the window I could have done it in one. At the end of the hour she dismissed me and gave me a big, red rose. I handed it over to Fergus when I got home. "For three weeks every third or fourth night I impersonated my friend in the patio at the window of Señorita Anabela.
You remind me, says I, 'of Faust's wooing of Marguerite that is, if he wooed her after he went down the trap-door of the stage. "'Judson, says Fergus, 'you know you are as beautiless as a rhinoceros. You can't have any interest in women. I'm awfully gone in Miss Anabela. And that's why I'm telling you.
"Well, sir, I talked an hour at the Señorita Anabela. I say 'at' because it was not 'with. Now and then she would say: 'Oh, Señor, or 'Now, ain't you foolin'? or 'I know you don't mean that, and such things as women will when they are being rightly courted. Both of us knew English and Spanish; so in two languages I tried to win the heart of the lady for my friend Fergus.
"'So long, says I, 'as it ain't Gabriel, why talk as if you had heard a trump blow? "'It's the Señorita Anabela Zamora, says Fergus. 'She's she's she's as lovely as as hell! "'Bravo! says I, laughing heartily. 'You have a true lover's eloquence to paint the beauties of your inamorata.
I reached across the counter, seized him by the throat, and pointed again to my own. He yawned once more, and thrust into my hand a small bottle containing a black liquid. "'Take one small spoonful every two hours, says he. "I threw him a dollar and skinned for the steamer. "I steamed into the harbour at Belize thirteen seconds behind the yacht that Anabela and Fergus were on.
Anabela went back to Oratama in the steamer with me. I never heard what became of Fergus. I never saw him any more. Anabela is now Mrs. Judson Tate. Has my story bored you much?" "No," said I. "I am always interested in psychological studies. A human heart and especially a woman's is a wonderful thing to contemplate." "It is," said Judson Tate. "And so are the trachea and bronchial tubes of man.
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