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"We must risk that. It isn't a matter one could make out a paper agreement over, and sign our names to across a charter-party stamp. But I think, from what I saw of him, Taltavull is not the man to do an unfair thing to any one who treats him well. But, as I say, we must be prepared to risk it." "All right then," said Haigh; "so far as I'm concerned, I'm quite willing. You do the recruiting.
But at Alcudia there was a rude awakening, and, thanks to a woman's wit, a narrow escape awaiting me. It turned out that Cospatric and Haigh had added brains to their own council in the form of a scoundrelly anarchist, and were hot-foot upon the trail. Mrs.
The two booms did certainly make occasional plunges which might have jarred timid nerves, but such a trifle did not disturb us. "It's the best bit of racing I've ever done," said Haigh. "There's a pig of a following sea, and the wind's squally. Just her weather. If we'd only got another craft trying to beat us, the thing would be perfect. We should have some inducement to carry on then."
But it did not equal Taltavull's impatience, and every minute or so out went his head and beard bidding the driver to hasten and hasten; and the driver, crouched there in his little penthouse, rumbled out fierce arr-e-ees, and prodding forth a blue-sleeved arm beneath his blanket, lashed the scraggy mules into a gallop. "Good for any one with a torpid liver this," said Haigh.
"Faith, I grant that same's true." "This loss means more to me than it does to you." "You are making it do so, certainly. But there, for God's sake, don't let's be asses enough to quarrel. Here, smoke." We all three lit cigarettes, and there was a silence for some minutes. Then Haigh broke out again, "Phe ew!" he whistled. "Have they gone posting to Soller after all?" "Eh?" said Taltavull.
We thought only of the conclusion. Where the actual winning-post could be we had given up trying to conjecture. "It seems," Haigh remarked once, "that those two fools have made up their minds to race round this five-franc bit of an island for so long as we three fools choose to chivy them. It's a mad set-out whichever side you take it from, and the fun's evaporating.
"Out we get then, and follow 'em to earth on foot. Thank goodness, the streets are very crowded, so their carriage won't be able to get along at more than a foot's pace." Our pursuit was not very rapid. Haigh flatly refused to move at anything beyond a smart walk, saying that he should collapse if he did.
I cannot see them. At this moment of clearer consciousness, his son, at Mr Hocken's request, asked him if he had joy in thinking of Jesus. He replied, `Yes, great joy." Mr Hocken has given the following account: "On Saturday evening, October 25th, Mr Haigh, Mrs Hocken and myself went from the Mission-house to see old Daniel. We found him lying on a mat, and covered with a white cloth.
"But the man's not more than human," objected Haigh. "I don't see that he'll be able to squint farther through a brick wall than either of us could." "He has more chances, for this reason: he's mixed up with social undercurrents whose flow we can neither trace nor follow. These will take him to places where we could not get, and show him things that we could not find."
Come, cheer up, Monsieur Taltavull; you aren't half enjoying yourself." "It is terrible this uncertainty," groaned the old man, the words being jolted out of him in gasps. "We do not know whether or no the wretches are in that train after all. We may even be racing away from them. Señores, you have been too precipitate." "Precipitate?" rejoined Haigh; "not a bit of it, amigo.
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