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I could see a struggle going on at the bottom turbid water came to the surface and then up came the dark head of the savage chief. "`Ugh! cried he, as he shook the water from his thick tresses, and beckoned me to assist him `Ugh! Senhor, you eat roast tapir for dinner. Si bueno here tapir. "I pulled him into the boat, and afterwards assisted to haul up the huge body of the slain tapir.
All time heap talk come Man-that-coughs, come all same Baumberga. Heap smart, dat squaw." A smile laid its faint light upon his grim old lips, and was gone. "Thinkum yo' heap bueno, dat squaw. All time glad for talkum yo'. Yo' go." Good Indian stood up, his head bent to avoid scraping his hat against the sloping roof of the wikiup.
I can see him now in the Cafe de la Fleur, with his blue eyes, his long white beard, his cheeks, which were still rosy, his calm and always phlegmatic air. Once he became much excited. Javier Bueno and I happened on him in a cafe on the Avenue d'Orleans, not far from the Lion de Belfort.
For several moments there was much translating, bowing, and murmured acknowledgments; Mazaro said: "Bueno!" and all around among the long double rank of moustachioed lips amiable teeth were gleaming, some white, some brown, some yellow, like bones in the grass. "And now, gentlemen," Galahad recommenced, "fellow-exiles, once more.
He fears, half expecting it to be, "In the toldo of the cacique." It is a relief to him, when Nacena, pointing towards the dark object bound to the scaffold-post, says: "She has charge of the paleface captive." "Bueno!" ejaculates Gaspar with delight in his eyes, as in those of Cypriano. "Nothing could be better than that.
"Now, Nick," he concluded, "you drift over to the telephone office and in your official capacity cast your eye over the record of long distance telephone calls yesterday afternoon and question the girl on duty." "Bueno!" murmured Don Nicolás and proceeded at once to the telephone office. Ten minutes later he returned.
Yes, it was a good rain but and then it rained again. Que bueno, who would not be made a liar for rain? But cuidado behold, the ground was still dry; it drank up the water as it fell and was thirsty again; the river fell lower and lower and the water was clear; a bad sign, a very bad sign! But if the young should wait upon the advice of the old there would be no more miracles.
Madre Moreno nodded knowingly, and closed one eye slyly as she answered, "Thou art the cleverest señorito in these parts, but little as thou believest in my influence with el bueno Diablo, as the old women call him, I could disclose to thee many strange events which shall come after this day, and from this meeting thou shall date thy future."
Austin and the stranger had arrived together, and the latter had gone on. That was the truth. "Bueno!" Law released his prisoner, who slunk away rubbing his shoulder. "Now, Benito, we will find Mr. Austin." A voice answered from the dusk: "He won't take much finding," and Ed Austin himself emerged from the stable door. "Well, what do you want?" he asked. "You are Mr. Austin, I reckon?" "I am.
And when he is well, or and when he is well, instead of vaquero I will make you mayordomo of the Rancho de las Piedras. Esta bueno? "Si, si mil gracias , señor." Ylario tried to kneel upon the floor in his gratitude, but the cattleman kicked at him benevolently, growling, "None of your opery-house antics, now." Ten minutes later Ylario came from McGuire's room and stood before Raidler.
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