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Updated: June 2, 2025
"He will come, Loto, every Christmas Eve; to you and to all the other children of this great world, will he always come." "But you must be asleep when he comes, Loto," one of the men admonished. "Yes, my father, that I know," the boy answered gravely. "I will go now." "Come back Loto, when you have undressed," the Chemist called after him, as he left the room.
You're going to see many things, Loto very many strange and wonderful things for such a little boy." They reached the entrance to the tunnel in a few moments more, and stopped before it. As they approached, a number of little figures darted into its luminous blackness and disappeared.
I don't get you," said the Very Young Man with a frown of bewilderment. The Chemist smiled. "Well, I don't blame you for that. But I think I can make myself clear. Let us take the case of Loto, for instance, as an individual. When he comes of age he will be allotted his section of land. We will assume him to be without family at that time, entirely dependent on his own resources."
"How long ago?" asked the Doctor quickly. "We have not been gone very long." "An hour probably, not much more." Eena said something to her master and began to cry softly. "She says they left a little while ago. Three of the men took Loto away in the boat. She watched them from the window upstairs." "Targo aliá," said the girl. "One of the men was Targo," said the Chemist.
"If he got the chance," the Doctor murmured. "Certainly he has not been killed or captured," the Chemist reasoned, "for we would have other giants to face immediately that happened." "Perhaps he took the girl with him and started off to Orlog to find Loto," suggested the Doctor. "That crazy boy might do anything." "He should be back by now, even if he had," said the Big Business Man.
An answer sprang to the Very Young Man's lips words the thinking of which made his heart leap into his throat. But before he could voice them Loto ran up to him from behind, crying. "I want to walk by you, Jack; mamita talks of things I know not." The Very Young Man put his arm across the child's shoulders. "Well, little boy," he said laughing, "how do you like this adventure?"
"Madame Grandet, go back to your loto; leave me to speak with monsieur." Then he pulled the door quickly to, and the excited players returned to their seats, but did not continue the game. "Is it any one belonging to Saumur, Monsieur des Grassins?" asked his wife. "No, it is a traveller." "He must have come from Paris."
In his youth he had played no games of any kind, but now he developed a passion for loto, and, when loto was prohibited, for whist. At home he was bored; he formed a connection with a widow of German extraction, and spent almost all his time with her.
"They did not know. She grew very big and went away." "Where is your brother and my two friends?" "Targo said they were here when he he took Loto. Now they have gone home. He was afraid of them now because they have the drugs." "To-morrow they are going to send a messenger from Orlog to demand the drugs?" "He said to-morrow. Oh, you will do something for us? You can save Loto?"
In the little garden behind the house, out of sight of the crowd on the other side, Lylda prepared to take the drug. She was standing there, with the four men, when Loto burst upon them, throwing himself into his mother's arms. "Oh, mamita, mamita," he cried, clinging to her. "There in the street outside, they say such terrible things of you mamita.
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