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This last remark was addressed to Nels Nelson, who appeared just below them and stood peering up at them through the veranda railing. "I yust vaiting for Meestair Stiles. He tol' me vait for heem here." "Mr. Stiles? Who's he?" "Dere he coomin'." As he spoke G. B. Stiles came through the hotel door and walked gravely up to them.
She is at last arrive, ze lettair for which you haf so moch weesh. He bowed a second time and presented it. 'Meestair Jayreen Ailyar! The young man laughed. 'I don't wish to hurt your feelings, Gustavo, but I'm not sure I should answer if my eyes were shut.
'Then she knows! There was regret, disillusionment, in his tone. It was Gustavo's turn to furnish enlightenment. 'But no, signore, she do not comprehend. She sink Meestair Jayreem Ailyar is ze brover who is not arrive. She leave it for him when he come. 'Ah! Tony ripped it open and read it through with a chuckle. He read it a second time and his face grew grave.
Over at Joe Esquint's the breeds were having a carouse in honor of Joe's birthday. Paul Dumont had gone over, and Carey was alone in the office, smoking lazily and dreaming of Elinor. Suddenly, above the plash of rain and whistle of wind, he heard outcries in the street. Running to the door he was met by Mrs. Joe Esquint, who grasped him breathlessly. "Meestair Carey come quick!
If our man came out, they would whistle; he could not make three paces from his door but I should know of it at once from the signal." Here was better hap than Kolb had expected! He went noiselessly out of the office, and spoke to the maid in the kitchen. "Meestair Touplon ees encaged for som time to kom," he said; "I vill kom back early to-morrow morning."
The soft-footed, soft-voiced Kada brought her a tea tray and arranged it deftly on a small table by the window. He smiled incessantly and kept sucking in his breath in his shy and respectful pleasure. "Veree glod," he said as the gardener had said before him, "Veree glod! I lige veree moach you comin' home! Now when thad Meestair Jeemsie comin' home too, happy days all those days!"
But anyway it's of no consequence; I merely asked out of idle curiosity. And Gustavo' she still held the lira 'if he asks you if I looked in this register, what are you going to say? 'I say, "No, Meestair Ailyar, she stay all ze time in ze courtyard talking wif ze parrot, and she was ver' moch shocked at his Angleesh." 'Ah! Constance smiled and laid the lira on the table.
When you stayin' home an' thad Meestair Jeemsie here I enjoy to work theeze house; is merry from moach comedy!" He bowed himself out, still drawing in his breath and Honor smiled. "Merry from much comedy" the house had been in the old gay days; dark from much tragedy it seemed to-day. What would it be to her when she came back again? But, little by little, the old room soothed and stilled her.
They found Gustavo hovering omnivorously in the courtyard, hungering for news; Constance summoned him to her side. 'Gustavo, I am going to send you a note to-night for Mr. Jerymn Hilliard. You will see that it gets to him as soon as he arrives? 'Meestair Jayreem Ailyar? Gustavo stared. 'Yes, the brother of the signorina who came to-day. He is expected to-morrow or perhaps the day after.
This nondescript individual rode up to the verandah on which sat Welton and Bob, awaiting the lunch bell. He bowed gravely, and dismounted. "Dis ees Meestair Welton?" he inquired with a courtesy at strange variance with his uncouth appearance. Welton nodded.
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