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Then we landed on the far-off further bank, and for the first time I could take a pull at his head. I turned him on the river's brim, and leaped him back again. The runaway was now as tame as a driven deer in Richmond Park. Well, Camarada, the adventure is over. She was grateful, of course. These pervenche eyes were suffused with a dewy radiance.
For look ye, ye lubbers, it would be strange if a man who has been buen' camarada with the Spaniard, and guter Gesell with the Dutchman, and parleywood with Mounseer, and made the weight of his ship in gold for his owners, out of these here salvages, shouldn't be able to speak their gibberish. It's not so hard after all, do ye see, when one gets the weather guage of it.
The riderless chargers of the Bersaglieri were racing down the Santo Croce, and just turning, with a swing and shriek of clattering spurs, into the Maremma. In the midst of the street, under our very window, was a little thing like a butterfly, with yeux de pervenche. You remember, Camarada, Voltaire's love of the pervenche; we have plucked it, have we not? in his garden of Les Charmettes.
As the water shoaled, the Man stroked powerfully, landing the canoe sternforemost; then he stepped forth, drew it along the bank, and said: "Camarada, give me your hand!" But already the girl had risen, steadying herself with the bow paddle.
Don Augustin de Arrieta, a Spanish commentator of our author, informs us that the camarada not only journeyed and lived with his companion of the way, but even slept in the same chamber, and not unfrequently in the same bed.
It was equally a pleasure to see a camarada carrying his heavy spear, leading a hound in a leash, and using his machete to cut his way through the tangled vine-ropes of a jungle, all at the same time and all without the slightest reference to the plunges, and the odd and exceedingly jerky behavior, of his wild, half-broken horse for on such a ranch most of the horses are apt to come in the categories of half-broken or else of broken-down.
"Peachey, a man read me some pieces out o' a book once, and I wrote 'em down an' learned 'em. " `For springtime is here, it says, `thou soul unloosened the restlessness after I know not what. Oh, if we could but fly like a bird! Oh, to escape, to sail forth as on a ship! Camarada, give me your hand. I will give you myself, more precious than money. Will you give me yourself?
God's a-callin'. And I says to myself real sudden, like I was at a camp meetin', `Praise God! Then, when we ran into the camp, just now, who was thar but Hemsley, the county sheriff, whose deputies have been after me for a week! Maybe the Big Chief's savin' me to l'arn me something more. So again I says, `Praise God! "Will you travel with me, camarada?" he went on.
How did you ever think of it?" "Oh! don't thank me," returned Dick. "I didn't think of it; I never have any ideas. It's José's plan entirely." "The deuce! It does sound like you, camarada!" he ejaculated, turning to José who had smoked his cigarillo in silence while listening to Dick's words. "The scheme sounds well," he continued after some moments' reflection.
Ah, Camarada, shall I be there? Que scais-je? Well, 'tis time to go to the dance at the Holy Father's. Adieu, Carissima. Tout a vous, LETTER: Barry Lyndon Mr. Alan Stuart, called Alan Breck, and well known as the companion of Mr. David Balfour in many adventures. Mr.
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