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He was received with all reverence in the camp, but while he was deliberating with the commanders without, and the townsmen were anxiously awaiting his return, Milo de Cogan and Raymond the Fat, seizing the opportunity, broke into the city at the head of their companies, and began to put the inhabitants ruthlessly to the sword.
A welcome from a younger to the older republic. There was to be a great bull-fight, at which Torellas was to make his last appearance before going to Spain. "Spain! Madrid! The highest of honors! Cogan looked at Torellas, but the matador didn't seem to be so very glad." The pump-man seemed to be listening to something. "Hear 'em?" he asked.
The first time he tried it, Cogan didn't do a good job the bull was faster than he realized, and he had to run for one of the little places of refuge with the bull after him. Then the crowd roared, or they yelled 'Malo, malo, which is the same as if a crowd of baseball fans yelled 'Rotten, rotten! Next time Cogan did better, and then it was 'Bueno, bueno! from everybody.
'The reaction, Cogan thought, and Torellas, being so young and such a high-strung fellow, maybe it was only natural, and yet, thinking a moment later, it had come rather soon for an athlete in his fine condition. "In the sand lay the sword with which he had killed the bull, and while the people were cheering, stamping, hurling words of applause, endearment, love, at Torellas, he picked it up.
The American gang running the railroad down there used to charge what they pleased in those days, and Cogan had a sympathy for anybody that bucked them he'd had to pay eight dollars gold for a run to Panama and back himself and he and the grand duke got chummy and looked the town over together; but not much to look at, and this evening they drifted into this place the Russian taking a high-ball and Cogan another ginger ale to have an excuse to hang around and see what was doing.
Tommie was a hearty lad of fifty-four or so, and Cogan had helped the little romance along, and because of his interest in the case was how Cogan and Tommie came to ship together. Well, here was Tommie adrift in Lima after five weeks to sea, and in all that time he hadn't had a drink, and he wanted one now.
When he came back to his place in the refuge beside Cogan, the air was quivering with buenos. 'Buenos! said Cogan also to him. 'Not bad no. said Ferrero very well pleased. "But the great thing was to come. 'El matador, el matador! Torellas, Torellas, they were shouting. And again Torellas came.
So accompanied, de Cogan advanced on Roscommon, where he was received by the son of Roderick during the absence of the Ard-Righ on a visitation among the glens of Connemara. After three days spent in Roscommon, these allies marched across the plain of Connaught, directed their course on Tuam, burning as they went Elphin, Roskeen, and many other churches.
In the same month Fielding appears as attending a "Meeting of the Partners in the Champion," held at the Feathers Tavern, on June 29. The list of the partners present at the Feathers is given as follows: Present Mr Fielding Mr Nourse Mr Hodges Mr Chappelle Mr Cogan Mr Gilliver Mr Chandler The business recorded was the sale of the "Impressions of the Champion in two Vollumes, 12'o, No. 1000."
His feet were well apart, but not too far apart, body and legs set so that he could have leaped instantly forward, backward, sideways. Cogan, watching, thought what a painting, or better, what a bit of sculpture could have been made of him so. He was standing on the balls of his feet, with his torso canted slightly forward from the waist.
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