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Updated: June 6, 2025
"Plenty, and one with the biggest horns in the world! But that's a long story, and there's no time to tell it now." "Time to burrrn, Dud, nae fear o' it! 'Twill be an hour afore the line's clear to Charlo an' they lat us oot o' this. Come awa' up into the cab, mon, an' tell us yer tale. Tis couthy an' warm in the cab, an' I'm willin' to leesten to yer bluidy advaintures."
At the 'Ressource' I met yesterday in the afternoon an old friend of his, who told me how sad and unhappy Leesten was. His eldest daughter is betrothed to a young country gentleman: the two young folks would like to marry, but they have no money.
"That was all a mistake," I returned deliberately. "I came merely to look after his interest?" "Interest! Why a dead man hav' interest?" "Do you mean Philip Henley is dead?" "You pretend not know? By Gar, eet queer. Vell, I tell you, M'sieur. Ze hole back ov ze picture; I lie there one night an' leesten, week, ten days ago. Ze Capitaine talk with Sallie.
Leesten, then. You haf a voice than which there is not one so good in the whole of Europe. It is superb marvellous the voice of the century. With that voice you will haf the whole world at your feet; before long you will command almost fabulous fees, and more, far more than this, you can interpret the music of the great masters as they themselves would wish to hear it. Me, Baroni, I know it.
Otero picked his way to the upper end of a gulch. "Leesten, muchacho. Go down down down. First the gulch, then a cañon, then the Jackpot. You go on thees trail." He dropped the boy to the ground, watched him start, then turned away at a Spanish trot. The trail was a rough and precipitous one. Stumbling as he walked, Keith went sobbing down the gulch.
Lopez had been highly amused at the girl's pique and "Red's" honest interest in her. He came to his assistance. "We shall be patient. She is mad. And mad lady sink not wiz ze 'ead, but only wiz ze tongue." He faced the pouting Angela. "Señorita, leesten to me. 'Ow old are you?" "None of your business!" was the instant answer. "Twenty-eight? Twenty-nine?" Lopez pressed, smiling. "Certainly not!
"You made him win the money, Gebhard," she said, in a voice tremulous with emotion. "Oh, do not shake your head tell me the truth! You made Leesten win, because you wished to preserve him from the necessity of accepting alms. You made him win, that his daughter might marry." "Nonsense!" said Blucher, growlingly, "how could I make him win when he did not really win?
I nodded my head in acquiescence, hardly feeling inclined for the recital of some revolutionary anecdote, which I thought was going to be related to me. Monsieur Parole, however, astonished me with quite a different narration. "Leesten," said he. "When I did leeves my Paris beloved, helas! I was tored from my lofe my fiancee dat I adore! I leaves her in hopes and au desespoir.
Angela put in once more. "When we get dronk, ees not policeman which will 'it us on ze 'ead, but us which will 'it policeman on ze 'ead." Angela chuckled at this. "In ze teatro shall not be someone which 'ide under ze bed, but in it! You shall see! In Mexico ze heart leap! Ze soul she is free! You can do what you want zat is, onless someone shoot you. Leesten, señora."
"That was very wrong," said Madame von Blucher, in a tone of gentle reproach. "Leesten is poor; he has a large family five full-grown daughters, who, of course, will not be married because they have no fortune. And now you seduce the poor man, and he will lose the last penny belonging to his family.
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