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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Gas bombs," says Rupert. "To clear out the snakes." "Careful with 'em," growls Old Hickory. "What else?" "A few canvas bags for for the treasure, sir," says Rupert, duckin' his head sheepish. "Shall shall I put them in?" "Oh, you might as well," says Old Hickory. And once more, with Vee at the wheel, we sneaks off in the moonlight for Nunca Secos Key. We wasn't a chatty lot of adventurers.
And from the iron gratings of the upper Claverias, giving on the roofs, there was generally a voice singing the ancient couplet, no doubt inspired by the Cathedral garden "Las amas de los curas y los laureles Como nunca dan fruto siempre estan verdes." It was this that ended the patience of Don Antolin; this insulting conjecture about himself and his niece that disturbed his miserly chastity.
Honest, I hadn't thought she was takin' notice at all when I was givin' Vee a full account of my afternoon session with Rupert. She never does chime in much with our talk. And I judged she was too busy with her sweater-knittin' to hear a word. But here she is, askin' details. "Why," says I, "Captain Killam calls it Nunca Secos Key." "What an odd name!" says Auntie.
"Bah!" says Old Hickory. "Whaddye mean, traitor?" "He's plotting to send confederates to Nunca Secos Key before we get there," says Rupert. "Plotting to steal our buried treasure. See! He was just sending a message to some of his gang." "Eh!" snorts Mr. Ellins. "A message?" Meyers fishes it out of his pocket and hands it over. "Huh!" says Old Hickory, puzzlin' it out. "'Advise how infant is doing.
"O-o-o-oh!" says Vee, givin' a little squeal. "Who could do anything like that?" "I'm not saying," says I; "but there's a certain party who ain't just what he seems. You'd never guess, either. But just keep your eye on J. Dudley." "Wh-a-at!" gasps Vee. "Mr. Simms?" "Uh-huh," says I. "Listen. He knows about Nunca Secos Key, don't he? And about the gold and jewels there?" "That's so," says Vee.
Then we will talk Portuguese, long for the Brazilian sun, and sing, I in a hoarse bass and you in a sweet spiritual tenor, Minha terra tem palmeiras, onde canta o sabia, minha terra tem primores, que eu nunca encontro ca." He smilingly listened to me, smilingly shook his head and said, "You are an enviable youth! Every time I think of you I think that.
DOÑA MATILDE. Y pone en combustión, entonces es cuando estarías en estado de.... ¿Pero quién anda en la antesala? BRUNO. Será quizá el gato que habrá olfateado ya su pitanza. DOÑA MATILDE. Él es, él es. BRUNO. ¿Quién había de ser? Minino, minino. DOÑA MATILDE. ¡Eduardo! DON EDUARDO. ¡Matilde! BRUNO. ¡Calle, pues no era el gato!... DOÑA MATILDE. Creí que no acababa usted de llegar nunca.
I couldn't have said exactly which way to go, but Vee never hesitates a second. She steers straight back on the course we'd come, and inside of fifteen minutes we shoots past a point and opens up a whole clump of islands, with one tiny one tucked away in the middle. "That's it!" shouts Rupert, jumpin' up and down. "That's Nunca Secos Key!" "Maybe," says Old Hickory.
En fin no habia cosa en su tierra, que no la tuviese de oro contrahecha; y aun dizen, que tenian los Ingas un verjel en una isla cerca de la Puna, donde se iban a holgar, cuando querian mar, que tenia la hortaliza, las flores, y arboles de oro y plata; invencion y grandeza hasta entonces nunca vista.
You pay for me for to have my own apartment but I never go there. Nunca, nunca! No tengo una vida. I'm illegal but I should not a slave. There should more to my life than the two of you. Quiero permiso para un vacacion pagado para dos meses." "Dos meses? Do I look mad? Dos semanas okay." "And where you will get other slave? There are many masters to be gotted and not many slaves."
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