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As for Clump, he rubbed his shins and "yaw-ha'd" over his wife's speech for five minutes. As I was going off to bed, Juno called me back in a hesitating way, and said in a low, frightened voice: "Massa Bob, sum-how dis ole woman ees 'feared 'bout ter'morrow. You'se gwine sure?" "Of course, Juno," I replied. "And what are you afraid of? I would not stay at home for ten pounds."
The man had swathed the dead girl in a blanket and had bent the tops of a couple of small spruce, growing close together, almost to the ground, holding them in position with a sled thong. To the trees he had lashed the corpse, and he was standing by with a knife in his hand. "Zee ground," he said in a steady voice, "ees too frozen to dig.
Señora Moreña, the only woman, would sometimes join in this. She was a large woman, but extraordinarily light on her feet. In fact, as she swayed and balanced opposite her partner she reminded me of nothing so much as a balloon tugging gently at its string. "But it ees good, the dance, eh, señores?" she always ended, her broad, kind face shining with pleasure.
"This fish reminds me uv a fun'ril," he observed, "an' yonder lad looks to be chief mourner," he nodded toward Farnol Greer. "He ees not mourning over the feesh," declared Deschaillon gayly. "He ees struck on heemself, and found his affection ees misplaced." Madden laughed. The spirits of the Celt and the Gaul seemed to improve as their fare grew worse.
Bateese say, 'Keel him, so no wan know w'at happen t'ree day ago behin' ze rock. But MA BELLE Jeanne, she say, 'No, Bateese, he ees meestake for oder man, an' we mus' let heem live. An' then she tell me to come an' bring you feesh, an' tell you w'at is goin' happen if you try go away from thees bateau. You COMPREN'? If you try run away, Bateese ees goin' keel you!
The narrow streets are full of idlers in every attitude of picturesque languor. Mrs. Steele sympathises deeply with the lean and patient little burros with wooden racks on their backs holding on either side a clay jar filled with water. "Efery yar ees two media, about twenty-five cent your money. Vater ees more dearer dthan vine," explains our interpreter.
"Did I not tell you for kill zis man?" said Lopez, pointing in disgust to Morgan Pell. Swiftly in Spanish, and frightened almost out of his wits, poor Pedro muttered something wholly unintelligible. "Ees bum shooting! If she 'appen some more, zen I 'ave for get new Pedro. Should be too bad. Especially for you. You onnerstand?" Terrified at the thought, poor Pedro simply shivered.
"I not tell you dat, for why, zee surprise it veel be zee more pleasant!" "Pleasant!" cried Helen, wrath uppermost in her heart once more. "Pleasant! I " She checked herself, then as something occurred to her she asked another question. "This man whom you promise me? He pays you to bring me to him?" "Oui! He pays a great price!" "Why?" "I not know! How can I tell what ees in zee heart of heem?
Seex times ees mon coeur brise, and I was desole; and now, you sees, I'm of a light heart still!" and he laughed so cheerily, that, even Lady Dasher, I think, could not have well helped chiming in with his merriment. I did not laugh, however. "Pardon me, monsieur," I said, "I'm not in a joking mood."
"I know I'm a veree fooleesh girl," she said. "I cannot help eet. Eet ees not to be that he should care for me." Her heart throbbed with bitter disappointment. She left the house behind and wandered away through the dusky June night. Crossing the road and the fields, she came at last to Ripple Lake, on the edge of which she lingered while the moon crept up in the east.
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