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That general, who had been standing incognito near the door, gazing with honest admiration at the hero of so many a hard-fought field, withdrew as he approached, that he might not give the invalid the trouble of alighting. Louis, however, recognising him, addressed him with the Spanish salutation, "Perdone vuestra Senoria la pesedumbre," and paused at the gate.
Su señoria was noteworthy firstly, because, secondly, because, fourteenthly, because ... Nay more, he had accomplished this, performed that, endeavored the other thing "But" and with this but, alas, Rafael must begin to loosen up on a little of what he had prepared in advance.
Like a young she-goat she would dash off with graceful, tripping bounds between the rows of orange-trees, and su señoria, the member from Alcira, would give chase with all his might, his nostrils quivering and his eyes ablaze. "Let's see if he can catch you!" the mother would call, with a laugh. "Run and let him try to catch you!"
Su señoria was an "ideologue" of immense talent, but ever removed from reality; he would govern peoples in accordance with theories dug out of books, without paying any attention to practical considerations, to the individual and indestructible character possessed by every nation!...
My duty is to take the prisoners their rations, and clean out their room. Poor Don Luis, as your señoria doubtlessly knows, is amongst them." "I do know it, and it is concerning him that I wish to speak to you. Paco, I know I can depend on you." "You can, your señoria," replied the muleteer.
"How can you tell that? You are cunning to know people without looking at then. Let them wait." And the next moment he issued from the guard-house, and approached the peasants. "Your name?" said he, sharply, to the first of the party. "José Samaniego," was the answer. "A poor aldeano from Artica, para servir á vuestra señoria. These are my wife and daughter."
That general, who had been standing incognito near the door, gazing with honest admiration at the hero of so many a hard-fought field, withdrew as he approached, that he might not give the invalid the trouble of alighting. Louis, however, recognising him, addressed him with the Spanish salutation, "Perdone vuestra Senoria la pesedumbre," and paused at the gate.
I laid her down again, and covered my face with my hands. She called out to Castro. He reeled, as if drunk, and waited at the head of her couch, with his chin dropped on his breast. "Vuestra, Señoria," he muttered. "Listen well, Castro." Her voice was very faint, and each word came alone, as if shrunk and parched. "Can my gold the promise of much gold you know these men save the lives...?"
My congratulations to the Honorable don Rafael Brull. Come right in, I su señoría." From Valencia to Játiva, in all that immense territory covered with rice-fields and orange groves which Valencians embrace under the general and rather vague designation of La Ribera, there was no one unfamiliar with the name of Brull and the political power it stood for.
He would speak no more; only there is a saying in Castile that fools and obstinate people make lawyers rich.... "Vuestra Señoria," he cried, checking himself, slapping his breast penitently, "deign to forgive me. I have been greatly exalted by the familiarity of the two last men of your house allowed to speak freely because of my fidelity.... Alas! Alas!"
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