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Updated: June 2, 2025
"It does, it does," giggles Lizotchka, and hands him her gold watch from the little table. "Mend it." Vassya takes the watch, examines the mechanism for a long time, and wriggling and shrugging, says: "She can not be mended . . . in vun veel two cogs are vanting. . . ." This is the whole performance. Lizotchka laughs and claps her hands. "Capital," she exclaims. "Wonderful.
An' I tink eet ees done, an' I not care, for already I am to zee death condemned, an' it ees but once dat I can die. Also I tink when zee price ees paid, I veel go North to zee Frozen Sea where zee mounters come not. But dat man he ees one devil. He fix for me bring zee girl here, where zee price veel be paid; den when I come he begin to shoot, becos he veel not zee price pay.
"Yais, yais; dey shall be alongside by t'ree o'clock at de lates'!" answered the Portuguese. "And as soon as you have receive dem you had better veigh and leave de creek. Give dat point" indicating Boolambemba Point "a bert' of a mile and you veel be all right." "Yes, thanks, I will remember," returned the first lieutenant. "And where are we to pick you up?"
"Mon dieu!" she exclaimed her conversation with us was always a mixture of French and broken English "I should not 'ave know zis young lady again! She 'ave si bonne mine. You veel dance, sans doute?"
A burst of light laughter reached the men by the camp fire and Jean Bènard looked round. "What ees ze saying of your countrymen, p'liceman? 'Youth eet veel be served! It veel snatch eet's happiness from zee jaws of death, eetself." "Yes! And these two deserve the happiness they will get!"
'I am a bid of a dogtor, said Darco; 'led me veel your bulse. Goot goot, ant your demberadure is normal. It is now begome your business to ead and trink. He waddled across the room, and came back with a tin of jelly and a spoon, and fed the invalid 'That is enough, he said, after the fifth spoonful. 'Liddle and often; that is the came to blay.
"Ze train veel soon start! Zen we are saved!" Pollyooly could not have stirred, had she wished, so firmly did Eglantine crush her into the corner. One of the detectives came to the window and stared into the carriage gloomily. Eglantine met his gaze with steady eyes. The guard whistled and waved his flag; the detective fell back. He said to his colleague that it was a rum go. The train started.
The words penetrated Stane's consciousness as he opened his eyes, and were followed by others which he obeyed instinctively. "Tak' anoder drink. Zee whisky veel vake you proper." He gulped from the tin pannikin which was held to his lips, and coughed as the raw, potent spirit burned his throat. Then he sat up and looked at the man who was befriending him. "Who ... who are you?" he asked weakly.
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