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I think he desired not to be known but, carajo! can you shave a man and not see his face? This gold piece he gave me, and said it was to be all quite still. I think, Don Frank, there is what you call a chip over the bug." "Have you ever seen President Miraflores before?" asked Goodwin. "But once," answered Esteban. "He is tall; and he had weeskers, verree black and sufficient."
I shall have time to prepare. Oh! if I but knew the place! 'Tis not given here." Again he read over the note. "Carajo, no! that is unfortunate. What's to be done? I must not go guessing in the dark! Ha! I have it! She shall be watched! watched to the very spot! Vicenza can do that while we lie somewhere in ambush. The girl can bring us to it. We shall have time to surround them.
You were always trying to talk away with the peasants; and, riding about as you did as Fane's aide-de-camp, you had opportunities of doing so and made the most of them. Now there are not three other fellows in the regiment who can ask a simple question. I can shout Carajo! at a mule-driver who loiters behind, and can add two or three other strong Portuguese words, but there is an end of it.
Dubrosc was carried back into the rancho, apparently lifeless. We were still wondering how our comrade had untied himself, when one of the guerilleros, lifting a piece of the thong, exclaimed: "Carajo! ha cortado el briboncito!" It was with us a moment of fearful suspense. We expected to see poor Jack sacrificed instantly. We watched the man with intense emotion, as he ran to and fro.
His reflections were brought to a sudden termination. The window was darkened by a face, and a rough voice called in: "Hola! Carlos, you butcher of buffaloes! look forth! Carajo! here's a sight for you! Look at your old witch of a mother! What a figure she cuts! Ha! ha!" The sting of a poisonous reptile a blow from an enemy could not have roused Carlos more rapidly from his prostrate attitude.
The carbines blazed and cracked, all nearly at the same instant, and when the smoke cleared away Carlos was no longer on the bridge! Had he gone back into the garden? No already half-a-dozen men had cut off his retreat in that direction! "He is killed!" cried several voices, "Carajo! he has fallen into the river! Mira!" All eyes were turned upon the stream.
"He could not have passed here," said one who stood a little below the bridge. "I have been watching the water." "So have I," cried another from above. "He has not passed my position." "Then he is dead and gone down!" "Carajo! let us fish him out!"
The others closed round me and we went together to the luggage-car; here my luggage, which was fully marked with my name, was already set aside. They proceeded at once to thoroughly search each trunk, but replacing every article as they did so; loot was evidently not their object. They came at last to the end of it; and the chief turned to me savagely. "Carajo! Mr.
These men seem living barometers, exquisitely sensitive to all the invisible changes of atmospheric expansion and compression; they are not easily caught in those awful dead calms which suddenly paralyze the wings of a bark, and hold her helpless in their charmed circle, as in a nightmare, until the blackness overtakes her, and the long-sleeping sea leaps up foaming to devour her. "Carajo!"
It was a steep trail leading over the Monterey Coast Range. Concho was very tired, Concho was very dusty, Concho was very much disgusted. To Concho's mind there was but one relief for these insurmountable difficulties, and that lay in a leathern bottle slung over the machillas of his saddle. Concho raised the bottle to his lips, took a long draught, made a wry face, and ejaculated: "Carajo!"
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