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For a minute or so Jean stood looking down upon Jan appraisingly. There was no better judge of a dog from one standpoint in that part of Canada. "By gar!" he muttered between his teeth. "That Sergeant Moore hee's a queer cuss, sure 'nuff, to give away a dog like thees for nothing; and then, by gar, to pay me ten dollar for takin' heem."
He paused a moment and looked her in the face meaningly. "Those girls in thees country pah! Hee's pretty parteecular, those boy." His childish arrogance and consuming pride in his master stirred the girl's sense of humor. "I think your Don Mike is too particular," she whispered. "Personally, I wouldn't marry him on a bet." His slightly bloodshot eyes flickered with rage.
Murray pouched the dollar gratefully and beat a hurried retreat. From under his denim jumper, Pablo brought forth a pint of claret. "When the damned proheebeetion she's come, you father hee's sell fifty cow and buy plenty booze," he explained. He broke off into Spanish. "This wine, we stored in the old bakery, and your father entrusted me with the key. It is true.
"I am ol' man," Pablo answered with just the correct shade of deprecation, "but long time ago I have feel like my corazon my heart goin' make barbecue in my belly. I am in love. I know. Nobody can fool me. An' those boy, Don Miguel, I tell you, señor, hee's crazy for love weeth the Señorita Kay." Parker crooked his finger, and in obedience to the summons Pablo approached the bench.
He feasted his soul on the sensation that was his. "Those boy hee's peench " a dramatic pause. Then: "Eef you tell to Don Miguel those things I tol' you Santa Marias Hees cut my throat." "We will respect your confidence, Pablo," Mrs. Parker hastened to assure the traitor. "All right. Then I tol' to you what those boy peench weeth hees thumb an' thees fingair. Mira. Like thees."
Tommy was standing near, trying to make her jump up, but she was too quiet, and preferred lying down. Any how, Tommy would have his joke so, as the man who was gazing most intently at the pups said, "What's them things, young man?" he replied, "Oh, that's hee's pickaninnies" sex having no more existence in a black boy's vocabulary than in a highlander's.
He did not love Jean; but he liked the man, and trusted and respected him for his all-round ability and competence. "Ye es," said Jean, slowly, to the moneyed chechaquo who had purchased Jan, "tha' Jan, hee's ther bes' lead dog ever I see, an' I've handled some. But ef you take my word, Mister Beeching, you won' ask Jan to take no other place than lead in your team.
"'What in natur' is this, sais I, as I gave Old Clay a crack of the whip, to push on. 'There is some critters here, I guess, that have found a haw haw's nest, with a tee hee's egg in it. What's in the wind now? Well, a sudden turn of the road brought me to where they was, and who should they be but French officers from the Prince's ship, travellin' incog. in plain clothes.
"Sure, he was good dog, very good dog; by gar! yes," agreed Jean. "But thees Jan, hee's best of all dogs. No good for Beel to fight heem. Only he was too blame full o' moose-meat, he don' lose no blood to Beel, you bet. That why Beel he don' eat las' night. Seeck? No. He too cunning, that Beel."
You know hee's much lov'd, And every where they stir in his Compassion. 2 Cap. They'll stir so long till some of 'em will sinck for't, Some of the best I feare that glewd his faction; Their building lyes discoverd and their bases broken. 1 Cap. There is much money laid in every place, too, Hundreds and thousands, that they dare not strike him. 2 Cap.
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