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They came up to him again and again; it looked as if they meant to drink the well dry before going to their death; but the soldiers were so amused by Gaspar Ruiz's systematic proceedings that they carried the water up to the window cheerfully. "When the adjutant came out after his siesta there was some trouble over this affair, I can assure you.

I was like a child, and did not know what would happen. I was anxious to be comforted in my helplessness and remorse. "'Have you the authority, Senor teniente, to release my wrists from their bonds? Gaspar Ruiz's head asked me. "His features expressed no anxiety, no hope; his heavy eyelids blinked upon his eyes that looked past me straight into the courtyard.

In the evening a few scraps of meat were thrown amongst them as they dropped down dead-beat upon the stony ground of the halting-place. As he stood in the courtyard of the castle in the early morning, after having been driven hard all night, Gaspar Ruiz's throat was parched, and his tongue felt very large and dry in his mouth.

I was like a child, and did not know what would happen. I was anxious to be comforted in my helplessness and remorse. "'Have you the authority, senor teniente, to release my wrists from their bonds? Gaspar Ruiz's head asked me. "His features expressed no anxiety, no hope; his heavy eyelids blinked upon his eyes that looked past me straight into the courtyard.

I noticed Don Carlos de Ruiz's card in the salver in the hall as I came in. Was it he, by any chance, who upset you, Myra?" Myra's fair face blushed hotly, and she hesitated before replying. Then, impulsively, she decided to tell her aunt everything, and did so. Lady Fermanagh listened in grave almost grim silence, and with a troubled look in her fine eyes.

"Then go at once and get the key from the adjutant," said Lieutenant Santierra. The sergeant shook his head with a sort of bashful smile, while his eyes glanced sideways at Gaspar Ruiz's face, motionless and silent, staring through the bars at the bottom of a heap of other haggard, distorted, yelling faces.

In the evening a few scraps of meat were thrown amongst them as they dropped down dead-beat upon the stony ground of the halting-place. As he stood in the courtyard of the castle in the early morning, after having been driven hard all night, Gaspar Ruiz's throat was parched, and his tongue felt very large and dry in his mouth.

"Then go at once and get the key from the adjutant," said Lieutenant Santierra. The sergeant shook his head with a sort of bashful smile, while his eyes glanced sideways at Gaspar Ruiz's face, motionless and silent, staring through the bars at the bottom of a heap of other haggard, distorted, yelling faces.

They came up to him again and again; it looked as if they meant to drink the well dry before going to their death; but the soldiers were so amused by Gaspar Ruiz's systematic proceedings that they carried the water up to the window cheerfully. "When the adjutant came out after his siesta there was some trouble over this affair, I can assure you.

"Why, you know very well that Tafetan never speaks a word of truth. But is it true, Senor de Rey, that you are going away?" "Is that the report in the town?" "Yes. I heard it in the Casino and at Don Lorenzo Ruiz's." Rey contemplated in silence for a few moments the fresh face of Don Nominative.