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She is accustomed to these attacks." "If nodthing does gude dthen vhy stay you efer in dthat room; you vill be ill, too." "Oh, no," I say, "no fear of that." "But," he insists, "if you do nodthing only sit in dthat room, let me stay vidth her and you come out in dthe air. Madame Steele ees not like you; she like me vairy vell." "She likes me better, and I can't leave her."
Steele, regretting we have to leave so early the following day, remembers a friend she must see that night, and we take our leave. "Señorita look fery tire she better stay in dthe hotel. I vill escort you, Madame, vidth plaisir." We stop a moment on the stairs. "Oh, no! I especially want Blanche to see the interior of a handsome native house. You're not too tired, are you, dear?"
"From San José to Guatemala ees seventy mile, and dthe Paris of Central America ees zomething more large dthan dthis San Miguel. Much can happen before ve come back." We join Mrs. Steele and talk over our plan. The next day we arrive at Champerico, but no one goes ashore; we stay so short a time.
"After I escort Madame, I go to dthe photographic gallery; I buy you all dthose pictures ve haf not time to get dthis afternoon. I send dthem to your room; you vill not be lonely." "Oh, why can't we all go to the gallery? I do so want a collection of views. I want nothing else so much!" I plead. It ends by our driving to Casa 47, in a wide street opposite the public gardens.
"'I'll be responsible, said the alleged owner of the house. 'Take him to the station. "'I refuse to move, I said. "'Oi'll not carry yez, said the policeman, 'and oi'd advoise ye to furnish yure own locomotion. Av ye don't, oi'll use me club. Dthot's th' ounly waa yez 'll git dthe ambulanch. "'Oh, well, if you insist, I replied, 'of course I'll go. I have nothing to fear.
An' you better not mention no name, 'cause you don't want git nobody in troub', you know. Now dthere's dthe case of . And dthere's dthe case of . And dthere's the case of . He had to go away; yes; 'cause when he make dthe dade man make his will, he git behine dthe dade man in bade, an' hole 'im up in dthe bade."
Steele" and they go into an adjoining room. "If you air not too tire, Señorita, you better come to dthe gallery and choose dthe pictures. Dthe Consul say it ees near here." "Oh, really? Yes, I'll go; I know just the ones Mrs. Steele wants. You will tell her where we've gone, won't you? we won't be long," I say to Mrs. Baldwin's young sister, who is chattering French to the consul.
"If you tell me not," he says excitedly, laying one hand on the rail and looking greatly wrought-up, tragic and comical all at once, "if you tell me not," he repeats, raising his voice, "I yump in dthe vater." I tighten my hold on his arm, trying not to let him see how much I want to laugh. "Of course, one loves one's friends; don't be silly." A quick light leaps into the dark eyes.
The sun was so low that the gentlest elevation cast its grey shadow miles into the green-gold sea of sunshine. That evening ears were quicker than eyes. The Mexican held up a tawny finger to still the scraping of tin against tin. "One waggeen," said he, "cross dthe Arroyo Hondo. Ah hear dthe wheel. Verree rockee place, dthe Hondo." "You've got good ears, Gregorio," said Mustang Taylor.
On the way I told the policeman the whole story, which impressed him so that he crossed himself a half-dozen times, and uttered numerous ejaculatory prayers 'Maa dthe shaints presharve us, and 'Hivin hov mershy, and others of a like import. "'Waz dthe ghosht ov Dan O'Connell dthere? he asked. "Yes, I replied. 'I shook hands with it.
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