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A cheer rose from the men, who had watched with interest his efforts to escape, and who now welcomed him as if he had been one of themselves. "Two months' pay for your horse, Major!" cried Clayley. "Och, the bewtiful baste! He's worth the full of his skin in goold! By my sowl! the capten ought to have 'im," ejaculated Chane; and various other encomiums were uttered in honour of Hercules.
"Clane gone, yer honner," replied Chane. "Gone?" "Yes, Cap'n; that's so as he sez it," answered Lincoln. "Gone! What do you mean?" I inquired. "Desarted, Cap'n." "How do you know that?" "Because they ain't here." "On the island?" "Searched it all every bush." "But who? which of the French?" "Dubrosc and that 'ar boy that was always with him both desarted." "You are sure they are missing?"
"Keep still, Cap'n," said Bob, taking my hand from the fillet and placing it by my side. "Och! by my sowl, he's over it; thank the Lord for His goodness!" said Chane, an Irish soldier. "Over what? what has happened to me?" I inquired. "Och, Captin, yer honour, you've been nearly murthered, and all by thim Frinch scoundhrels; bad luck to their dirty frog-atin' picthers!" "Murdered!
Even those who had remained with the horses, six hundred yards off, sheltered themselves behind trees and projections of the bank. The party nearest us kept loading and firing their escopettes. Their bullets flattened upon the face of the cliff or whistled over our heads. Clayley, Chane, Raoul, and myself, being unarmed, had thrown ourselves behind the scarp to avoid catching a stray shot.
This appeared to please the guerilleros; and one of them, bending over the Irishman, slackened his fastenings a little still, however, leaving him bound. "Thank yer honner," said Chane; "that's dacent of ye. That's what Misther O'Connell wud call amaylioration. I'm a hape aysier now." "Mucho bueno," said the man, nodding and laughing. "Och, be my sowl, yes! mucho bueno.
The door had been closed again, and there was only one small grating, yet the slender beam through this was like the bright noonday sun. Two of the men carried earthen platters filled with frijoles, a single tortilla in each platter. They were placed near our heads, one for each of us. "It's blissid kind of yez, gentlemen," said Chane; "but how are we goin' to ate it, if ye plaze?"
And whan the Chane saghe, that thei made non obstacle to performen his commandement, thanne he thoughte wel, that he myghte trusten in hem, and commanded hem anon to make hem redy, and to sewen his banere. And aftre this, Chane putt in subieccioun alle the londes aboute him.
"Give it first to the captin, misthress," said Chane, pointing to me; "sarve all ayqually, but respict rank." The woman understood the sign, and handed me the jar. I drank copiously, passing it to my comrades, Clayley and Raoul. Chane at length took the jar; but instead of drinking immediately, as might have been expected, he set it between his knees and looked quizzically up at the woman.
And his other brethren went to win them many countries and kingdoms, unto the land of Prussia and of Russia, and made themselves to be clept Chane; but they were all obeissant to their elder brother, and therefore was he clept the great Chan. After Ecchecha reigned Guyo Chan.
"By my sowl, thin," said Chane, "I wudn't mind marryin' ye meself, an' joinin' the thribe that is, if they'll let me off from the hangin'. Tell her that, Raowl." As desired, Raoul explained his comrade's last speech, at which the woman laughed, but said nothing. "Silence gives consint.
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