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Tiger here has agreed to join us in our trip to Buenos Ayres. He will take his wife and family down stream to his father-in-law's tribe, where they will be safe till his return. Are you all well, and ready for a start?" "Yes, all well and shall be ready as soon as you please." "That's right. Where's Quashy?" "Close alongside. Don't you hear him?"
Evidently it was the best piece of acting he had seen since he was born, and if he had been other than a savage, he must certainly have shouted "bravo!" perhaps "encore!" and clapped his hands. "Boh! he's a born idjit!" cried Quashy, turning away in disgust, but a new idea seemed to flash into his fertile brain.
"Yes, to be sure, another horse," interrupted the colonel; "who will exchange? a quiet one, of course." "Here you is, kurnel," said Quashy, with a beaming countenance, as he led forward his horse. "Quiet as a lamb, 'cept when you aggrawates him. Nebber goes no faster dan you wants him to, sometimes not so fast! an' wouldn't run away even if you was to ax him on your knees."
De ole story ob unrekited affection; for you know, pretty though you is, massa kin nebber marry a squaw!" Thus thinking, Quashy went sweetly to sleep. So did most of the others in that crowded place. But Manuela stuck to her colours nobly.
She'll go back to the wigwam of her father, and I'll go and have a jolly good splitting gallop across the Pampas with Pedro and Quashy." "Dat's just de bery best t'ing what you can do, massa." Lawrence turned round abruptly, and found that his faithful servant was hurrying after him, and grinning tremendously. "Why, you're always laughing, Quash," said the youth, a little sharply.
"Why you no shoot de deer an' pepper de alligators, massa?" asked Quashy at last, after several of the creatures mentioned had been seen and passed. "Because I don't want them," returned Lawrence, "and I have no pleasure in useless destruction of life.
"You take a just view of things, boy," returned Pedro, "but you won't find it difficult to learn. Five minutes looking at what the Indians do will suffice, for they only turn the turtles." "How you mean? Turn 'im upside-down, or outside in w'ich?" "You'd find it hard to do the last, Quashy. No, you've only to turn them over on their backs, and let them lie; that's all."
This cursed business, accursed of God and man, what is it? Strip it of all its ornament, run it down to the root and nucleus of the whole, and what is it? Why, because my brother Quashy is ignorant and weak, and I am intelligent and strong, because I know how, and can do it, therefore, I may steal all he has, keep it, and give him only such and so much as suits my fancy.
The prisoner's head hung down as he approached the bush, but on passing it he looked up. The sight of his face sent a shock of surprise and consternation to the hearts of Lawrence and Quashy, for the doomed man was no other than their friend Pedro! Lawrence turned quickly to Antonio. "Conrad?" he asked, pointing to Pedro. "Si, senhor," replied the outlaw.
Tiger alone sat still, conveying the iron spoon slowly to his lips, but with a peculiar motion of his broad shoulders which suggested that the usually grave savage was convulsed with internal laughter. "Ghosts and crokidiles! what's dat?" gasped Quashy, staring up into the tree, and ready to fire at the first visible object.
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