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The old woman was occupied, when we entered, in distilling spirits from cara, an edible root similar to the potato, by means of a clay still, which had been manufactured by herself. The liquor had a reddish tint, but not a very agreeable flavour. A cup of it, warm from the still, however, was welcome after our long journey.
"Well, come along! And when you get to the Battery, you'll have to stand still again, and wait until I report the coast clear. Commandant, will you give Miss Cara your arm, while I run ahead." They stepped out together into the night. Vashti neither took the Commandant's arm nor spoke to him, even after Mr. Rogers had passed ahead out of earshot.
Cara's a dear, good soul, as you know; but she's a self-willed little jade, and if I don't do just as she wants me to if I don't walk her chalk line presto! she goes off like a rocket. To-night, d'ye see, I came home with the first volume of Prescott's new work on Mexico a perfect romance of a book, and wanted to read it aloud to Cara.
"I know all about that," was returned, with a toss of the head. "I know that we are dreadfully poor, and can hardly get bread for our children." "We are certainly not able to furnish as handsomely as Mr. and Mrs. Beaumont. There is no denying that, Cara. Still, we are able to have every real comfort of life; and therewith let us try to be content.
He had left the house too late, his daughter had broken in on him with her twittering and fondling but she is a ray of sunlight! Cara removed Puff from her father's papers, and, putting him on her breast, almost under her chin, as usual, passed through the drawing-rooms hurriedly. She was late for her lessons with Miss Mary. In one of the drawing-rooms she passed Irene.
Cara herself barely escaped its savage onslaught, and as she staggered into safety she turned a desperate, agonised face seaward. Brett was still some yards away, and Ann would die die with succour almost at hand! Her own helplessness drove her nearly frantic. She was beating her hands together and quite unconsciously repeating Brett's name over and over in a sick agony of urgency. "Brett! Brett!
Then the swish of a skirt, the lifting of a latch, and Cara came quickly into the room. The tension of Ann's nerves relaxed, giving place to a spiritless acceptance of the inevitable. There was no message from Brett, after all! It was only Cara Cara who had come to ask the success or failure of her last night's interview with him. The irony of it!
To know that her adored brother would not be left lonely by her marriage, and to see Cara, whose former experience of matrimony had proved such a ghastly failure, with a new, brooding gladness in her eyes, added the last drop to her cup of happiness. "Dear Robin, I'm so pleased!" she told him. "If I'd been choosing a wife for you myself I couldn't have chosen any one nicer than Cara!"
"Will you folks come and take a hand?" Then, as neither of them made any immediate response, he paused uncertainly and glanced in, an embarrassed way from one to the other, vaguely conscious that his appearance on the scene had been inopportune. Womanlike, Cara was the first to recover her self-possession. "Yes, of course we'll come," she said quickly.
"There is one very dangerous diplomacy one very difficult to become accustomed to," he commented. "I allude to the American diplomacy of frankness." "The Isis? To think I have never seen your yacht!" mused Cara. "And yet you are allowing me to cross on a steamer." "If she could be put in shape so soon," declared Benton regretfully, glancing from Von Ritz to Pagratide, "I should shanghai Mrs.
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