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Updated: June 15, 2025
The tale, moreover, is true, and any one can verify it who will take the trouble to go to Palma de Mallorca, where half a dozen independent witnesses heard the prediction made at a stall in the crowded and narrow market-place nearly six months before the new Miramar road was completed.
Now watch, I beg you, señor, whilst I sketch in the routes of your feluccas. At Oran in Africa your factories stand. From them, then, we start. We draw a broad thick line from Oran to the north-east coast of Mallorca, that coast upon which we look down from these windows, a coast honeycombed with caves and indented with creeks like an edge of fine lace a very storehouse of a coast.
"I worked on one of Island Line ships between Barcelona and Palma through a winter." "There's a big wireless," said Commodore Graham. "At Soller. On the other side of Mallorca from Palma. You cross a wonderful pass by the old monastery where Georges Sand and Chopin stayed and quarrelled." The literary reminiscence left Commodore Graham unmoved. "Did you ever go to Iviza?"
It is only the women of Mallorca who work when they have got nothing else to do. In these frequent intervals they whitewash their dwellings and neighbourhood generally, which gives sanitation and neatness. Of the only wealthy class in Mallorca she seemed reluctant to speak. They were converted Jews, locally known as Chuetas.
With that we left the subject, and Haigh went on to relate what a day he'd had with the Juggins before that worthy finally tore himself away to catch the Mallorca steamer; which topic, being treated with a humorous touch, kept us in merriment for the rest of the evening.
We made a landfall that afternoon off some of the high ground in North-east Mallorca, and Haigh gave over champing his cold cigar-butt, and delivered himself of an idea. "Isn't there another harbour in Minorca besides Port Mahon?" I said I believed there were some half-dozen small ones. "Any this west side?" "Ciudadella, about in the middle." "Know anything about it?"
"I took the privilege of the elder generation, you see! Captain, pray take that chair." He did the honours with a British ease of manner, strangely touched by a Spanish dignity. "When I heard of your great bereavement," he said, turning to Eve with a grave bow, "I ought perhaps to have gone to Mallorca at once to offer you what poor assistance was in my power.
Then you may remember that he was born at Miramar in Mallorca, and lived much of his life in these Balearic Islands. It was an old journal of his which I found in Rome that first gave me the embryo of my idea. I went round to Barcelona, and crossed to Palma. In the Conde de M 's library I found in other manuscripts mention of the same thing.
Cipriani de Lloseta thus late in life seemed to have found an object. Eve Challoner, while bringing back the past with a flood of recollections for she seemed to carry the air of Mallorca with her- -had so far brought him to the present that for the first time since thirty years and more he began to be interested in the life that was around him.
She listened to the music herself, but it did not seem to touch her. For sound ascends, and this was already above Agatha Ingham-Baker's head. The piece over, Mrs. Harrington selected another. "You did not go across to Mallorca?" she inquired, in a voice that did not reach the other room. "No," he answered, "I did not go across to Mallorca."
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