par-r-rdon

Updated: May 26, 2025

The young fellow's healthy color at once paled, then flushed a deep crimson, and a forced smile stiffened his mouth. "I beg your par-r-rdon," he said with a nervous brusqueness that brought out his accent. "I couldna find ma room. It'll be changed, and I " "Perhaps I have got it," interrupted the consul smilingly. "I've only just come, and they've put me in here." "Nae!

Bret Harte - The Bell-Ringer of Angel's