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Updated: June 12, 2025
"Ah!" says a little girl in the throng, "Sieur George's two rooms will be empty; I find that very droll." The landlord, this same Kookoo, is in the group. He hurls himself into the house and up the stairs. "Fifteen years pass since he have been in those room!" He arrives at the door it is shut "It is lock!"
Old Kookoo, passing the door just then, was surprised to find it slightly ajar pushed it open silently, and saw, within, 'Sieur George in the act of rising from his knees beside the mysterious trunk! He had come back to be once more the tenant of the two rooms.
"Did you ever pipe Stale's cheery bits of humor as exemplified in one of his burning criticisms? Well, I'll put you wise, Bunch: "I went to the Kookoo theatre last night, I and myself. Voila! tout bien! I have seen lots of shows before, I have, but I have never, I solemnly declare, seen any show so utterly banal as this.
Monsieur, you tink to be varry conning; mais you not so conning as Kookoo, no;" and the inquisitive little man would shake his head and smile, and shake his head again, as a man has a perfect right to do under the conviction that he has been for twenty years baffled by a riddle and is learning to read it at last; he had guessed what was in 'Sieur George's head, he would by and by guess what was in the trunk.
Thus they sat, he talking very steadily and she listening, until all the neighborhood was wrapped in slumber, all the neighbors, but not Kookoo. Kookoo in his old age had become a great eavesdropper; his ear and eye took turns at the keyhole that night, for he tells things that were not intended for outside hearers. He heard the girl sobbing, and the old man saying, "But you must go now.
However, the floor was clean, the bed well made, the cypress table in place, and the musty smell of the walls partly neutralized by a geranium on the window-sill. "Kookoo, for the rent?" "Yes, but he will not come back." "No? why not?" "Because you will not pay him." "No? and why not?" "Because I have paid him." "Impossible! where did you get the money?" "Cannot guess? Mother Nativity."
"If you could be my wife, dearie?" She uttered a low, distressful cry, and, gliding swiftly into her room, for the first time in her young life turned the key between them. And the old man sat and wept. Then Kookoo, peering through the keyhole, saw that they had been looking into the little trunk.
The trunk was full, full, crowded down and running over full, of the tickets of the Havana Lottery! A little after daybreak, Kookoo from his window saw the orphan, pausing on the corner. She stood for a moment, and then dove into the dense fog which had floated in from the river, and disappeared. He never saw her again. But her Lord is taking care of her. Once only she has seen 'Sieur George.
This espionage was a good turn to the mistress and maid, for when Kookoo announced that all was proper, no more was said by outsiders. Their landlord never got but one question answered by the middle-aged maid: "Madame, he feared, was a litt' bit embarrass' pour money, eh?"
The pass upon which we stood was the southern extremity of a range of high rocky hills that formed the east cliff of the Nile; thus the broad and noble stream that arrived from the Albert lake in a sheet of unbroken water received the Un-y-Ame river, and then suddenly entered the pass between the two chains of hills, Gebel Kookoo on the west, and the ridge that we now occupied upon the east.
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