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Go in the room over there quick, Mr. Van. Come in!" With inward as well as outward rigidity Van Landing waited. To the movements of Carmencita's hand waving him away he paid no attention. In thick, heavy throbs his heart sent the blood to his face, then it receded, and for a moment the room was dark and he saw nothing. To the "come in" of Carmencita the door opened, and he looked in its direction.
Into hers Carmencita's eyes were looking firmly, and, turning from them, Frances made effort to laugh; then her face whitened. "One can never be sure how much things matter to others, Carmencita. We can only be sure of how much they matter to us. But it was Christmas we were to talk about. It's much nicer to talk about Christmas.
And none of Feliu's boats had yet come in; doubtless they had been driven into some far-away bayous by the storm. The only boat at the settlement, the Carmencita, had been almost wrecked by running upon a snag three days before; there was at least a fortnight's work for the ship-carpenter of Dead Cypress Point.
Had she forgotten, or had she suffered, too? With mechanical monotony the words continued to come from his lips, but his thoughts were afar off, and presently Carmencita took the magazine out of his hand. "Excuse me," she said, "but Father is asleep, and you don't know a word you're saying. You might as well stop."
There was no end to his inventions for spoiling the simplicity and truthfulness of Maxwell's piece, which he yet respected for the virtues in it, and hoped the greatest things from. One afternoon he arrived with a scheme for a very up-to-date scene in the last act; have it a supper instead of a dinner, and then have a skirt-dancer introduced, as society people had been having Carmencita.
"I think perhaps I am drunk, but not in the way you mean, Carmencita. It's a matter of spirits, however. Something has gone to my head, or perhaps it's my heart. But I know very well what I'm doing. There's one thing more. I forgot to tell you. I have a little friend who has done a good deal for me. I want to get her a present or two some clothes and things that girls like.
The horse became restless, and when Hopalong had effectively quieted it he spoke again. "Did yu ever hear of Tamale Jose?" "Yes." "Well, I'm th' fellow that stopped him in th' 'dobe hut by th' arroyo. I'm tellin' yu this so yu won't do nothin' rash an' leave Carmencita a widow. Sabe?"
If you can interpret law like Rufus Choate, why, sell that; if you can edit like Horace Greeley, sell that; if you can act like Booth or sing like Patti, sell that; if you can dance like Carmencita, sell that.
I've almost cried myself to death! And she found you found you!" Van Landing turned sharply. The door was open, though he had not heard the knock, and with a spring Carmencita was beside him, holding his hands and dancing as if demented with a joy no longer to be held in restraint. "Oh, Mr. Van, I've almost died for fear I wouldn't find you in time!
Other people might think it queer that he should have accidentally met Carmencita, and that Carmencita should have mentioned the name of Miss Barbour, and that he should have walked miles and miles it must have been thousands of miles trying to find her, and, after all, did not find her. She found him. But it wasn't queer.
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