Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 4, 2025
Count Zaidos gave the boy a paper containing a list of the places where the family treasure was put away or concealed. Also other papers of the greatest value. Without these he would be unable to prove his heirship to the title and estates of the Zaidos family. In case of the boy's death all would go to a distant cousin, Velo Kupenol, who had long made his home with the Count.
And if I find you telling anything more, I will thrash you, Velo Kupenol, within an inch of your life. I can do it, too. I learned that in America, at least. And for the present we are in the same fix. We are here as common soldiers. My papers were stolen from me in barracks the night my father died, Velo, so there won't be any proving at all. We are just a pair of stokers on a transport.
I would guard them with my life, and as I do not intend to fight they would be safe with me in any case." The Count frowned. "No," he cried. "Velo Kupenol, I have not found you true to your name! You have been here with me for years, and I know you through and through. I have treated you with all patience, have paid your debts, have saved you from disgrace for the sake of the family.
"I tell you I am in a bad way!" insisted the unseen speaker. "I shall appeal this matter to the King as soon as we land." "That's a good idea," said a soldier, nodding. "When I came away I left my tobacco pouch in barracks. I will appeal too. It is not to be endured!" "You don't understand," said the fellow. "I am Velo Kupenol, the head of the house of Zaidos. I am a Count!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking