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"Don Pedro," he said proudly, "you have heard what Hervey says; do you believe that I am guilty?" For answer De Gayangos took his daughter's hand and placed it in that of the young soldier. "That will show you what I think," he said gravely.

Señor Gayangos is of opinion that there were other editions of 1605 which have wholly perished; one probably at Barcelona, the press of which city was very active in that year; one at Pamplona, and probably one at Saragossa, which were capitals of old kingdoms. See also Señor Asensio's letter to the Ateneo, No. 23, p. 296; and the Bibliography of Don Quixote at the end of this volume.

From Inspector Date he learned nothing of any importance, and indeed that officer expressed his belief that not until the Day of judgment would the truth become known. It then occurred to De Gayangos to explore the neighborhood of the Sailor's Rest, and to examine that public-house himself.

"It will bring my constables down on us." "I do not mind, since you can control them," said De Gayangos coolly. "I had to give the signal." "And we all have revolvers," said Random quickly. "Hervey is not a very safe man to tackle, inspector." "Do you expect a fight?" said Date, while they all watched a boat being lowered. "If so, you might have told me, and I should have brought a revolver also.

My colleague on the first occasion was the old Spanish scholar, Don Pascual de Gayangos, to whom the calendaring of the Spanish MSS. in the British Museum had been largely intrusted; and the second time, Mr. York Powell of Christ Church I suppose one of the most admirable Romance scholars of the time was associated with me.

Half a dozen willing hands clutched both Cockatoo and the case, and, in spite of the Kanaka's cries, both were hurled overboard. As the case swung overside, De Gayangos, balancing himself at the end of the boat, fired at Cockatoo. The shot missed the Kanaka, and pierced the mummy case. Then from it came a piercing yell of agony and rage.

His immense store of knowledge, his modesty, and his genuine kindness to all who seek his aid endear him as much for his personal qualities as for his learning. Next to Gayangos in the same class of work, Marcelino Menendez y Palayo may perhaps be mentioned.

Now Don Pedro de Gayangos appeared with the strange information that the weird relic of Peruvian civilization had been stolen from his father. Apparently fate was not inclined to let the matter of the lost mummy drop, and was working round to a denouement, which would possibly include the solution of the mystery of Sidney Bolton's death.

"If you were in Lima," he muttered, speaking Spanish in his excitement, "you would then learn that I speak truly." "I do not doubt your truth," answered the Professor in the same language. De Gayangos wheeled and faced his host, much surprised. "You speak my tongue, senor?" he demanded. Braddock nodded.

Senor Gayangos was born in 1809, so that in 1883 he was already an old man, though full of vigor and work. He told me the following story. Unfortunately, I took no contemporary note.

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