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"The sooner the better," declared Ferralti. They sat for a time in silence, each busy with his thoughts. "Go to your grandmother, Tato," said the Duke, "and try to make your peace with her. If she is too angry, do not remain. To-morrow you must go into town with letters from these gentlemen to their friends." The child kissed him and went obediently to do his will.
With downcast eyes and a troubled expression she stood modestly before them until Patsy caught her rapturously in her arms and covered her face with kisses. "You lovely, lovely thing!" she cried. "I'm so glad to see you again, Tato darling!" The Duke's stern features softened. He sighed heavily and accepted Uncle John's polite invitation to be seated.
Eliphalet Hopper's eyes were glued to the mild-mannered man who told the story, and his hair rose under his hat. "By the way, Lige, how's that boy, Tato? Somehow after I let you have him on the 'Louisiana', I thought I'd made a mistake to let him run the river. Easter's afraid he'll lose the little religion she taught him." It was the Captain's turn to be grave.
"Only to ask arter Jacobina, poor thing; she might get herself into trouble if little Peter fell sick and neglected her like augh. And I hopes as how Peter airs the bit cottage now and then; but the Squire, God bless him, will see to that, and the tato garden, I'm sure." "You may rely on that, Bunting," said Walter sinking into a reverie, from which he was shortly roused by the Corporal.
No, she does the kissing, and Don Sebastian receives her kittenish ways with the smile of an angel. The poor man is so old!" And the Tato ended his confidences with various indecent remarks. All this grumbling against the cardinal, that came from the sacristy up to the cloister, annoyed Gabriel's brother greatly.
He laughed as he pointed out a group of young priests, carefully shaved, with their cheeks blue and shining, dressed in silk mantles that diffused a strong scent of musk as they moved. At the Puerta del Mollete they stopped a few moments to arrange the folds of their cloaks before they went into the street. "They are going out to court the ladies," said the Tato.
"Come along, uncle," said the Tato, "have a little courage. You must admit we ignorant people know how to manage things when it comes to the point." Gabriel was not listening to them; surprise had made him fall into a reverie of self-examination. He thought terrified of the great error he had committed he saw an immense gulf opening between himself and those he had believed to be his disciples.
The Tato, in the fits of rage of a bullying coxcomb, proposed to behead all the canons in the choir some evening and then to set fire to the Cathedral. And the bell-ringer, gloomy and scowling, said aloud, following up the course of his thoughts: "And below so much wealth that is of no use to anybody amassed from pure pride thieves! robbers!" Gabriel returned to pass his days by Sagrario's side.
Silas Watson stared blankly at his old friend, wondering if it was because he was growing old that he had been so easily hoodwinked by this saucy child. Beth was biting her lip to keep back the tears of humiliation that longed to trickle down her cheeks. Louise frowned because she remembered the hard things Tato had said of her. Patsy was softly crying at the loss of her friend.
Then, leaning against the face of the cliff, she raised her voice and warbled clearly the bit of song that served as the signal to her father. No sooner had the notes ceased than Kenneth sprang from behind a rock that had concealed him and grasped the child in his strong arms, trying to cover her mouth at the same time to prevent her from crying out. Tato developed surprising strength.
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