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For Bernard Brannigan, who never did things in a half-way manner, was to take Geddie at once for a partner in his very profitable and various enterprises; and Paula was happily engaged in plans for refurnishing and decorating the upper story of the Brannigan house. The consul rose from his hammock when he saw the conspicuous stranger in his door.
"Brannigan," said Sir Lucius, "where's my boat? and where's that ruffian Peter Walsh?" "Your boat, is it?" said Brannigan. "I sent down word to Peter Walsh to have her ready for me at twelve, or, if my daughter had taken her out " "It would be better," said Brannigan, "if you were to see Peter Walsh yourself. Sure I don't know what's happened to your boat." "Where's Peter Walsh?"
The lieutenants and satellites took theirs and growled "Here's to you." Ikey took his nectar in delirium. All drank. Ikey threw his week's wages in a crumpled roll upon the bar. "C'rect," said the bartender, smoothing the twelve one-dollar notes. The crowd surged around Billy McMahan again. Some one was telling how Brannigan fixed 'em over in the Eleventh.
"All right," said Priscilla, "if you'd rather not have it used I'll go and try to stick Brannigan for the loan of a tin-opener. He may not care for lending it, because things like tin-openers generally drop overboard and then of course he wouldn't get it back. But he'll hardly be able to refuse it I offer to deposit the safety pin in my tie as a hostage.
A few structures raised their heads above the red-tiled roofs of the one-story houses the bell tower of the Calaboza, the Hotel de los Estranjeros, the residence of the Vesuvius Fruit Company's agent, the store and residence of Bernard Brannigan, a ruined cathedral in which Columbus had once set foot, and, most imposing of all, the Casa Morena the summer "White House" of the President of Anchuria.
The climate as balmy as that of distant Avalon; the fetterless, idyllic round of enchanted days; the life among this indolent, romantic people a life full of music, flowers, and low laughter; the influence of the imminent sea and mountains, and the many shapes of love and magic and beauty that bloomed in the white tropic nights with all he was more than content. Also, there was Paula Brannigan.
"No, there's no news to tell, I believe," said Goodwin, with a mischievous look in his eye, "except that old Geddie is getting grumpier and crosser every day. If something doesn't happen to relieve his mind I'll have to quit smoking on his back porch and there's no other place available that is cool enough." "He isn't grumpy," said Paula Brannigan, impulsively, "when he "
D'ye mind th' calls I made on ye, with th' stamps undher me arms, whin I wurruked in th' post-office? I've thought iv thim whin th' lockstep was goin' in to dinner, an' prayed f'r th' day whin I might see ye again. An' you, Misther Brannigan, who knows about vacant lots, an' you Misther Clancy, th' frind iv th' dhrunk an' disordherly, we're proud to have ye here.
R. Lionel Whyte-Melville, Bloomsbury Square, London." This card he had inveigled from a tourist at the King Edward Hotel. Corny stepped up to the man and presented it with a correctly formal air. "May I ask why I am selected for the honour?" asked the lady's escort. Now, Mr. Corny Brannigan had a very wise habit of saying little during his imitations of the Caliph of Bagdad.
Stone ginger beer is better than either, of course, but Brannigan doesn't keep it, I can't imagine why not." "If we're going to stay out," said Frank, "I'll have beer, lager for choice." "Right. Lager is twopence. Lemon flavoured soda twopence if we bring back the bottles. That will leave fourpence for biscuits which ought to be enough."
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