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Mistoo Itchlin, you would be aztonizh to know 'ow bad I want some money, in fact; exceb that I am too pwoud to dizclose you that state of my condition!" He paused and looked from John to Mary, and from Mary to John again. "Why, I'll declare," said Richling, sincerely, dropping forward with his chin on his hand, "I'm sorry to hear" But Narcisse interrupted.
Richling, looking out from a door in Prieur street, found scant room for one foot on the inner edge of the sidewalk; all the rest was under water. By noon the sidewalks were completely covered in miles of streets. By two in the afternoon the flood was coming into many of the houses. By three it was up at the door-sill on which he stood. There it stopped. He could do nothing but stand and look.
But he's bound to be tleared if he's tried, and don't ye see I I don't want um to be a captain, anyhow, don't ye see?" Richling saw, and they parted. Thus everybody hoped. Dr. Sevier, wifeless, childless, had his hopes too, nevertheless.
"I dare say," said Richling. "It sometimes requires cold blood to choose aright." "As cold as granite," replied the other. They arrived at the bakery. "O Doctor," said Mrs. Reisen, proffering her hand as he entered the house, "my poor hussband iss crazy!" She dropped into a chair and burst into tears.
The Doctor hesitated. Richling sat gazing at him, afraid to move an eye lest he should lose an advantage. The Doctor turned to his desk and wrote. On the next morning Richling did not come for his breakfast; and, not many days after, Dr. Sevier received through the mail the following letter: NEW ORLEANS, December 2, 1857. DEAR DOCTOR, I've got the place. I'm Reisen's book-keeper.
"See here, sir!" exclaimed the Doctor, bringing his fist down upon the arm of his chair, "every time you've gone out of this office for the last six months you've told me you were going to the post-office; now don't you ever tell me that again!" The young man bowed with injured dignity and responded: "All a-ight, seh." He overtook Richling just outside the street entrance.
"But, Doctor, how can you expect" But the Doctor interrupted. "Come, now, none of that! You and your wife are brave; I must say that for you. She has the courage of a gladiator. You can do this if you will." "Doctor," said Richling, "you are the best of friends; but, you know, the fact is, Mary and I well, we're still lovers." "Oh!" The Doctor turned away his head with fresh impatience.
She lifted her nose with amiable stateliness, as if to imply that Richling might not believe this, but that it was true, nevertheless. "You may change your mind, Mrs. Riley, some day," returned Richling, a little archly. "Ha! ha!" She tossed her head and laughed with good-natured scorn. "Nivver a fear o' that, Mr. Richlin'!" Her brogue was apt to broaden when pleasure pulled down her dignity.
He was careful to say nothing of himself or the restaurateur, or anything, indeed, but a timid generality or two. But the Doctor responded with a clear, sudden energy that, when he was gone, left Richling feeling painfully blank, and yet unable to find anything to resent except the Doctor's superfluous as he thought, quite superfluous mention of the island of Cozumel.
And then and there occurred this simple accident, that at last he came in contact with the man who had work to give him. This person good-humoredly offered an impatient comment on their enforced delay. Richling answered in sympathetic spirit, and the first speaker responded with a question: "Stranger in the city?" "Yes." "Buying goods for up-country?"
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