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They are sure the Mayflower will keep you down on the shore all night. And Tonet is preparing to make himself at home in your place!" "Recristo!" The Rector raised his eyes to heaven, as he muttered the oath, in protest, it seemed, against the powers above who allow such things to happen to an honest man. But he was a stubborn fellow at bottom.
But old Pascualo had been just as strong and handsome. And he made fun of the sea too! Now, she knew it, she was sure of it! The sea had a grudge against her family, and would swallow the new boat as it had wrecked the old. "Bosh, mama, bosh! Recristo, the old lady will never get her hands on me! But anyhow, why go crying on a glad day like this?
Recristo, who would have said two hours before that after such a trip offshore, he would be sneaking off to the house of a woman he despised, and through the back streets so no one would see him! What a devil of a woman! Stuck the knife in just the right spot! How was it that five words from a chatter-box could spoil a man's soul like that!
The boat should be called "Mayflower!" Recristo! The Rector rubbed his hands in glee. Of course, just the thing, just the thing! Think a moment! "Flor de mayo" the famous brand of Gibraltar! Well, the boat was built of tobacco, you might say. Most of the money in her had come from smuggling those very rolls that showed the gay dancer in the bright colors! Roseta was right! Flor de mayo!
The Rector understood, however, that, caught now in the tide-run off the Breakwater, there was no alternative but to try for the harbor. The people on the rocks were now in plain sight. Spray could be seen dashing over them, and occasionally their anguished voices even reached as far as the Mayflower's deck. Recristo!
Thus they reached the Grao and were through it before either of them spoke. "And anyhow, Roseta," said the Rector at last, from sheer necessity of giving some expression to the anguished meditations that were writhing within him, "and anyhow, it's just as well that it is mere talk. For if I should find some day, that it's more than that ... recristo, nobody really knows who I am!
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