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The eyes of Mother Jael blazed up like torches at the sound of the familiar tongue, and she eyed the weather-beaten face of Baltic with an amazement too genuine to be feigned. 'Duvel! said she, in a high key of astonishment, 'who is this Gorgio who patters with the gab of a gentle Romany? 'I am a brother of the tribe, my sister. 'No gipsy, though, said the hag, in the black language.
"'Mi Duvel', but who would think ah, did you hear me call then?" he asked, rising from the plank couch where he had been sitting. He showed his teeth in a smile which was meant to be a welcome, but it had an involuntary malice. "I heard you singing," she answered composedly, "but I do not come here because I'm called." "But I do," he rejoined. "You called me from over the seas, and I came.
"I heard what the Duke Gabriel said 'Mi Duvel', I heard enough what he said, and I felt enough what he did!" He laughed, and began to roll a cigarette mechanically, keeping his eyes fixed on her, however. "You heard what my father said and what I said, and you will learn that it is true, if you live long enough," she added meaningly. A look of startled perception flashed into his eyes.
And abruptly I heard Spawn's voice, floating out softly in the hushed silence of the house. "So, Perona?" A brief silence, in which it seemed that I could hear a tiny aerial answer. Then Spawn again. A startled oath. "De duvel! You say " I stood frozen, listening. "She is here.... Yes, I will keep her close. I am no fool, Perona." Spawn's laugh was like a growl. "Later to-day, yes. Fear not!
If Lambert did not love his beautiful model, it was perfectly plain that the beautiful model loved Lambert. "O baro duvel atch' pa leste!" said Chaldea, and clapped her slim hands. "I wish you wouldn't speak the calo jib to me, Chaldea," said Lambert, smiling on the beautiful eager face. "You know I don't understand it." "Nor I," put in Miss Greeby in her manly tones.
For a long time he had spoken to me, had this good and virtuous man, of going to America. Suddenly he broke out with this vehement answer "I won't go to that country s'up mi duvel! I'll never go to America."
"Listen," Jethro said with sudden lowering of the voice, and imparting into his tones an emotion which was in part an actor's gift, but also in large degree a passion now eating at his heart, "you are my wife by all the laws of our people. Nothing can change it. I have waited for you, and I will wait, but you shall be mine in the end. You see to-night 'Mi Duvel', you see that fate is with me!
I thought that this was a singular message to come from a tent at Battersea, and asked my special Gipsy factotum, why God should be called water, or water, God? And he replied in the following words: "Panni is the Boro Duvel, and it is Bishnoo or Vishnoo, because it pells alay from the Boro Duvel. 'Vishnu is the Boro Duvel then? Avali. There can't be no stretch adoi can there, rya?
"I heard what the Duke Gabriel said 'Mi Duvel', I heard enough what he said, and I felt enough what he did!" He laughed, and began to roll a cigarette mechanically, keeping his eyes fixed on her, however. "You heard what my father said and what I said, and you will learn that it is true, if you live long enough," she added meaningly. A look of startled perception flashed into his eyes.
My instruments were off; but I recall that as I listened to Spawn I was also aware of the tingle of the electrode-band on my chest Hanley, vigorously calling me back to find out why I had so summarily disconnected. "I took him to his room," Spawn was explaining excitedly. "De duvel, why should I have sealed him in? How could I? He is no child!" De Boer laughed caustically.
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