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"Come, Richling," the Doctor smiled, "your friend Ristofalo did not treat you in this way." "I never treated Ristofalo so," replied Richling, with a smile tinged with bitterness. It was against himself that he felt bitter; but the Doctor took it differently, and Richling, seeing this, hurried to correct the impression. "I mean I lent him no such amount as that."
"Come!" said a small, strong man, seizing Richling's arm and turning him in the common direction. If the word was lost on Richling's defective hearing, not so the touch; for the speaker was Ristofalo. The two friends ran with all their speed through the passage and out into the alley. A few rods away the chased wretch had been overtaken, and was made to face his pursuers.
He don't complain," pointing to Ristofalo; "ye'll nivver hear a complaint from him. But go look in that yaird!" He threw up both hands with a grimace of disgust "Aw!" and ceased again, but continued his walk, looked at his fellows, and resumed: "I listened to yer sermon. I heerd ye talkin' about the souls of uz.
The new tenant was a sallow, gaunt, wind-dried seamstress of sixty, who paid her rent punctually, but who was "Mighty poor comp'ny to thim as's been used to the upper tin, Mr. Ristofalo." Still she was a protection. Mrs. Riley had not regarded this as a necessity in former days, but now, somehow, matters seemed different.
Richling fell down twice in the water, to the uproarious delight of the yard; but his companion helped him up, and they both agreed it was the sliminess of the tank's bottom that was to blame. "Soon we get through we goin' to buy drink o' whisky from jailer," said Ristofalo; "he keep it for sale. Then, after that, kin hire somebody to go to your house; captain yard think we gittin' mo' whisky."
Yes, the tide was coming in. The Richlings' bark was still on the sands, but every now and then a wave of promise glided under her. She might float, now, any day. Meantime, as has no doubt been guessed, she was held on an even keel by loans from the Doctor. "Why you don't advertise in papers?" asked Ristofalo. "Advertise? Oh, I didn't think it would be of any use.
"He has a wife," thought Ristofalo. Richling looked up with a smile. "How can you be so sure you will make, and not lose?" "I never fail." There was not the least shade of boasting in the man's manner. Richling handed out his dollar. It was given without patronage and taken with simple thanks. "Where goin' to meet to-morrow morning?" asked Ristofalo. "Here?" "Oh! I forgot," said Richling.
Alas for the silent lips that remained unkissed, and the arms that remained empty! And alas for those to whom peace came too suddenly and too soon! Poor Narcisse! His salary still continues. So does his aunt. The Ristofalos came back all together. How delighted Mrs. Colonel Ristofalo I say Mrs. Colonel Ristofalo was to see Mary!
By and by he returned, bringing with him two swarthy, heavy-set, little Sicilian lads, each with his inevitable basket and some clean rags. A smile and gesture to the store-keeper, a word to the boys, and in a moment the barrel was upturned, and the pair were washing, wiping, and sorting the sound and unsound apples at the hydrant. Ristofalo stood a moment in the entrance of the store.
He ran on from Ristofalo to the men among whom he had been mingling all day.
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