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Rayburn's fancy was mightily tickled by this performance in which El Sabio and Pablo and I had engaged though Young evidently thought it but another proof of the addled state of my brains when I told about it that evening as we all sat smoking comfortably in my library before the open fire.
Young proposed, since we had only this one man to deal with, that we should make short work of him, and so get back our arms which remained where he had placed them in a pile beside the throne. But Rayburn's more prudent counsel overcame this tempting proposition.
I was glad enough to have any occupation that would change even a little the sad current of my thoughts, and I therefore very willingly acted on Young's suggestion after first making sure that Fray Antonio had no need of help in his work of dressing Rayburn's wound and together we set about this curious exploration; that had in it a strong charm for me, notwithstanding my heavy sorrow, because of the possibility that it opened of finding curious traces of a new community so far advanced in civilization as was that which the King Chaltzantzin had brought with him into this valley a thousand years ago.
"Well, if I ever!" declared Jeff, in intense displeasure, staring at his uncle. But Captain Rayburn's face was the picture of satisfaction. "It's all right, Jeff," said his uncle. "You never can tell what a woman will do, but you can count on one thing it won't be what you expect." "You don't suppose she was angry, do you?" The captain smiled.
Lanse had chosen the most familiar of the old music, everybody did his and her best, and Captain Rayburn's flute, exquisitely played, did indeed "help out." Celia, her cheeks very pink, worked away until Doctor Churchill gently took her violin from her, but after that the music still went very well. "Good! good!" applauded Doctor Forester.
"I have nothing to do with the Edens, and we can none of us ever be friends." Dummy Rugg caught the pony, after seeing that his young mistress was unhurt at Master Rayburn's cottage; and, perfectly calm now, the girl insisted upon remounting, the old man opposing her, until Dummy gave him a curious look or two, and a nod of the head.
Let me only say that the poor young wife was a widow, before the happy days of the honeymoon were over. That dreadful calamity struck her down. Before my brother had been committed to the grave, her life was in danger from brain-fever." Those words placed in a new light Mr. Rayburn's first fear that her intellect might be deranged. Looking at him attentively, Mr.
In this state of things, if any evil happened to Mrs. Zant, silence on Mr. Rayburn's part might be indirectly to blame for a serious misfortune. Arriving at that conclusion, he decided upon running the risk of being rudely received, for the second time, by another stranger.
Rayburn's first thought, after he had left the hotel. His moral sense set all hesitation at rest and answered: "You're a fool if you doubt it." DISTURBED by presentiments, Mr. Rayburn returned to his house on foot, by way of trying what exercise would do toward composing his mind. The experiment failed.
Hence it was that, as very slowly one by one the miserable crippled prisoners, so many wrecks, diseased by their own reckless life and crippled by their wounds, struggled back slowly to a condition in which perhaps a few years were left them for a better life, they were left entirely in Master Rayburn's hands; and first one and then another was sent off with a little money and a haversack of food to seek his friends and trouble the peaceful valley no more.
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