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'And the dopacco? said Darco lazily eh? 'The true believer smokes it in Paradise, said Paul; and Darco translated the saying to the host, who bowed and smiled. 'How did you know that I was un homme littéraire? asked Paul, stumbling at the unaccustomed words. 'I haf seen your name to half a tozen short stories, said Darco. 'It was no mere gomparison of names to me. I know your sdyle.
'I have been sorry this five years or nearly, said Paul, still clinging to his hand. 'Make it up, old chap, and come and have lunch somewhere. 'Zo pe id, said Darco, stolid as an ox. 'Do you vant a virst-glass restaurant, or a second-glass, or vat?
He sent a copy of the piece to Darco, and wandered hither and thither about the southern island until by hazard he tumbled against a new fate in the person of a new comedian. 'And you don't happen to have a play in your pocket, Mr. Armstrong? said he, in the first hour of their acquaintanceship. 'As it happens,'said Paul, 'I have. You may read it this afternoon.
'It is a happy lot, old chap, said Paul, 'and I am so proud of it that I am going to sleep. 'Lacy tewle! said Darco, 'give me the script. I haf been thinking of somethings. How Darco worked, stormed, domineered in the ensuing month, nobody outside the limits of the Congreve knew. He appalled the timid and maddened the courageous.
'Now, vat I want, said Darco, 'is just this: It is Binda's endrance. She is a leedle vat you would call distraught, not mat, but ankrished. She is very pretty, she is very bale. She stands at the door, and Raoul does not see her. She is there for vive zeconds to a tick, not more, not less vive zeconds; write it down. Enter Binda, pause, unobserved, vive zeconds. Have you got it down?
Paul and Darco worked on an average twelve hours a day, and it happened occasionally that a group of terrified commis voyageurs would assemble in the passage outside the study anticipating murder, whilst Darco, in Alsatian English, declaimed the passion of his heroine. There were deep wells of laughter here and there in the course of that dramatic pilgrimage.
When a man has once learned to distrust his own raptures they do not rise easily. He took up his quarters with Darco, and they worked all day together, and, on occasion, far into the night, for they were entered on a race against time, and an extended run of the piece which then held the stage at Darco's theatre meant loss.
'But I can't allow it, Paul cried; 'I can't endure it I behaved abominably to Darco; I behaved like a beast and a fool. I'd take his scorn and hatred if he thought I was worth either; but I can't accept his benefits after the way in which I served him. I left the kindest friend I ever had, the man who took me out of the gutter and that's God's truth, doctor; and I left him to follow that
Poor, dear old Darco had been abused. Claudia was spotless as the snow, soft as the dawn, sweet, sweet and sweeter than the honey or the honeycomb. Thus round the clock of the dark hours ran Paul's thoughts, with never a definite hour to strike. He packed his portmanteaux before leaving his room next morning, and even in that simple act he found reproaches.
They were both in the best of good humours, and Darco stood on tiptoe to take Paul by the shoulders. 'Ve have done id! he cried in a voice of triumph. 'Ve have done id this time, ant no mistake! 'What have you done? asked Paul. 'Vot have we done, Pauer eh? Vot haf we done? cried Darco. 'Tell him and have done with it, said Pauer.
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