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It will be something of an adventure to us all." "Adventure?" O'Mally ran his tongue across his lips like a thirsty man coming unexpectedly upon a pool of spring-water. "Adventure? Let us be gone upon it at once," said Worth, anxious to return into the graces of this singular woman. "Any place, so long as there's board and keep in it," Smith declared. Kitty tried to read La Signorina's eyes.
All three were smoking execrable tobacco in ancient pipes. The castaways of the American Comic Opera troupe were on the anxious seat this morning. "Well, what do you think?" asked Smith. "Think? Why, she'll be here this morning, or I know nothing about women. That ring was worth a cool thousand." O'Mally shook the nicotine from his pipe. "She'll be here, never you worry.
I had no choice in the matter; the affair was prearranged by our parents, after the continental fashion." "I'm sorry I spoke like that," O'Mally said contritely. "No apologies, if you please. It is only just that you should know something of the case, considering the manner in which I imposed upon you all." "I'll punch Worth's head when I run across him." O'Mally clenched his fists.
"He speaks English!" cried the woman, turning joyfully to the others. "We wish to see the villa and the park." "The villa is now occupied, signora," replied O'Mally; "but you are permitted to see the park and gardens." "How much?" asked one of the men. "Cinquanty," said O'Mally; then correcting himself, "for each person." "Ten cents? Two lire fifty?
"Shrug." "Did I shrug? I did so unconsciously. Perhaps I was thinking of O'Mally and his flock of tourists." "Doesn't it annoy you?" "Not in the least. It has been a fine comedy. I believe he is the most accomplished prevaricator I ever met. He remembers the lie of yesterday and keeps adding to it. I don't see how he manages to do it. He is better than Pietro.
And whenever his victims tried to compare his statements with those in the guide-books, he was extolling some other treasure. They finally put the guide-books under their arms and trusted in the kindness of Providence. "Do you know," said the woman who had not yet spoken, "you speak English remarkably well? There is an accent I do not quite understand." O'Mally shivered for a moment.
O'Mally frowned and jammed down the coal in his pipe. "Who no, how! is the weather. Who can say? Che lo sa?" "Bene!" Solemnly they went over the same ground. To be sure, O'Mally always failed to get the right twist to the final vowels, but he could make himself understood, and that was the main thing.
La Signorina, her arms folded, her lips compressed into a thin line of scarlet, the anger in her eyes unabated, began to walk back and forth, and there was something tigerish in the light step and the quick turn. The others, knowing her to be a woman of fertile invention, patiently and in silence waited for her to speak. But the silence was broken unexpectedly by O'Mally.
O'Mally took the small brilliant from his necktie and contemplated it sadly. "The outsiders make fun of us for toting round these sparklers; but often it's board and car-fare home. I paid seventy-five for this; I might be able to raise thirty on it. Of course, she's backed us finely with the hotel man; but if she shouldn't return, it's strapped the three of us will be.
He missed them all sorely, Merrihew with his cheery laugh, Kitty with her bright eyes, and O'Mally with his harmless drolleries. And no letter. It would not be true to say that he waited patiently, that he was resigned; he waited because he must wait. There had been a great shock, and she required time to recover her poise. Was there a woman in all the world like her? No.
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