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"But you shall listen to me first!" he said hurriedly. "Hear me, Dona Barbara I have a secret I will to you confess" "You must confess nothing," said Mrs. Brimmer, dropping her feet from the hammock, and sitting up primly, "I mean nothing I may not hear." The Alcalde cast a look upon her at once blank and imploring. "Ah, but you will hear," he said, after a pause. "There is a ship coming here.
Here he discarded his uniform substituting for it the citizen's clothes which had been brought to him from the midshipmen's store. His own few belongings that he cared about taking with him he packed hastily in a dress-suit case. Yet the task required time. His roommate, Brimmer, was back before Henkel was ready to depart. "You'd better wait, now, until the coast is clear," whispered Brimmer.
"Hosts of the fellows are hanging about outside." "They won't see me," jeered Henkel harshly. "I'll wait until they're off at afternoon duties. But see here, Brimmer, don't you dare forget that I might have said much about you, and that I didn't. Don't dare forget that I leave to you the task of humbling that fellow, Darrin. If you fail me, Brimmer, it won't be too late for me to do some talking."
Brimmer and Miss Chubb half reclining in the corridor in the attitude he had often seen them on the deck of the ship talking and laughing with a group of Mexican gallants. A feeling of inconceivable loathing and aversion took possession of him. Was it to THIS he was returning after his despairing search for oblivion?
Brimmer shortly, as she turned away, with hysterically moist eyes, leaving her husband to follow her. Oblivious of this comedy, Richard Keene and Eleanor had already wandered back, hand in hand, to their days of childhood. But even in the joy that filled the young girl's heart in the presence of her only kinsman, there was a strange reservation.
He hesitated a moment or two, then quickly rescaling the wall, dropped into the lane outside, followed it to the gateway of the casa, and entered the patio as Dona Isabel decorously advanced from a darkened passage to the corridor. Although the hour of siesta had passed, her sister, Miss Chubb, the Alcalde, and Mrs. Brimmer were still lounging here on sofas and hammocks.
The arrival of the Doctor and the Comandante's secretary created another diversion, and the pairing off of the two couples indicated by Dona Isabel for a stroll in the garden, which was now beginning to recover from the still heat of mid-day. This left Don Ramon and Mrs. Brimmer alone in the corridor; Mrs.
Brimmer will permit us to use the words of her accomplished fellow-townsman, H. W. Longfellow, of Boston we find ourselves borne not to the busy hum and clatter of modern progress, but to the soft cadences of a dying crusade, and the hush of ecclesiastical repose.
"I'm Donald," she announced: and burst out with the song: "We're gayly yet, we're gayly yet; We're not very fou, but we're gayly yet: Then sit ye awhile, and tipple a bit; For we're not very fou, but we're gayly yet." She snatched up Carmina's medicine glass, and waved it over her head with a Bacchanalian screech. "Fill a brimmer, Tammie! Here's to Redshanks!"
I'll drop in and get a bottle of soda lemonade." Tony saw the fourth classman coming, and a peculiar smile crossed his lips. On the occasion on which Brimmer had pointed out the chums to the Greek the latter had understood that it was Dan who was to be the principal victim. "Good afternoon, Tony!" was Dan's greeting, as he stepped into the shop. "Merry Christmas."
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