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Because I felt that my only chance to win the confidence of Lost Chief was to countenance for a time that which cannot be countenanced. But I am through. How long do you think you can be a friend to Inez, Judith, and not become like her?" Judith jumped to her feet. "O, I am so sick of this kind of thing!" she cried. "Fowler is dead right and you know it, Judith," said Douglas.
The emotions of a midshipman are, however, proverbially of a very transient character, and I soon found myself prosecuting a most vigorous attack upon the comestibles, and, between mouthfuls, relating in pretty full detail all our adventures from the moment of the mutiny, excepting, of course, my love passages with Dona Inez, which I kept strictly to myself.
And the whisper came from the heart. "Then come with me now, my dear, and I will do my best," answered the Princess. "Indeed I will! But will you wait one moment while I dress? I am in my old frock it is hardly fit to be seen." This was quite true; but Inez had reflected that dressed as she was she could not pass Eudaldo and be taken by him for her sister, even with a hood over her head.
I should think you'd hate a long trip with that old coyote. I hate him." "It isn't to be with Charleton I want to go. I want to get me some wild horses. But there was a time when I sure was crazy about being with him. I thought he knew more about how a fellow could get happiness out of life than any one." "Nobody in the Valley knows as much as Inez." "Do you call her happy?"
We fell into a merry mood, in Booth, jingling the glasses in many toasts, for he had a list of healths to make me gasp, near as long as the brigantine's articles, Inez in Havana and Maraquita in Cartagena, and Clotilde, the Creole, of Martinico, each had her separate charm.
Among these Inez recognized Sam Roberts, gaunt and bearded leader of the hoodlum band known as The Hounds or Regulars. From Little Chili, further to the north and west, rose clouds of smoke; now and then a leaping tongue of flame. Presently Benito, musket at shoulder, came marching by and Inez plucked at his arm. "Can't stop now," he told her hurriedly.
As to Don Ambrosio, he partially recovered to the enjoyment of a broken constitution and a blasted name, and hid his remorse and disgrace in a convent; while the poor victim of his arts, who had assisted Inez in her escape, unable to conquer the early passion that he had awakened in her bosom, though convinced of the baseness of the object, retired from the world, and became an humble sister in a nunnery.
"But it's only one of many possible places where our folks may be. It's going to be a long cruise, I'm afraid." "Where is Sea Horse Island?" asked Cora, as Inez flashed an appealing look at her. "Here," replied Jack, indicating a rather lonesome spot in the watery waste, where no other islands showed. "It's about half way between Guadeloupe and Aves, or Bird Island.
"I'll see what Them M'zangwe can do about transport; get what force you can started for Konkrook at once." He left the booth. "Barney!" he called. "General Mordkovitz! Who's the ranking officer in direct contact with the Eighteenth Rifles? Major Falkenberg?" "That's right." "Well, tell him to get as many of his Kragans as he can spare down to the equipment-park." He turned to Inez Malavez.
Against the inner light which streamed through it into the darkness of the street a woman's figure was outlined. "Well, here we are, at last," said Adrian. "And my wife's in the doorway waiting to scold me for being so late." Inez ran to meet him. "I have been anxious," she declared. She noted her husband's companion, and stepped back, startled. "Adrian, who is this?"
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