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Ruth's face fell, and she lost her bright color. "But no! my dear!" said Madame. "Zere ees nossing ze mattaire. Your fazzer ees quite vell," and she hurried her indoors. Rex and Monsieur Bordier were left together on the platform. The amiable Frenchman did the honors as if it were a private salon. Monsieur the colonel was perfectly well. But perfectly!
"Zere is not so much of your ice-cream soda here," went on Inez, "but ozer drinks are of a goodness. Cocoanut milk is much nice. You will of a soon learn ze Spanish for many zings." "And how shall we know what to pay?" asked Bess. "Say 'Cuanto?" directed Inez. But you will soon learn." "I have a better way than all this cuanto and piero business," spoke Walter. "How?" asked Jack. "Show me."
The Countess coughed, then smiled a little again, and said to the Baron, “You didn’t tell me that your showman supplied the little speeches as well.” “I could not know it; zere has not before been ze reason for a pretty speech,” responded the Baron, gallantly. If Lady Grillyer had been anybody else, one would have said that she actually giggled.
They lighted on the lunette of shimmering water and purple mountains visible at the farther end of the arbour. 'Zere is ze view, he suggested humbly. 'Ze view from ze water front is consider ver' beautiful, ver' nice. Many foreigners come entirely for him.
He arrived shortly before seven o’clock, after a dark and muddy tramp, and, still swearing under his breath, pulled the bell with indignant energy. “I am ze Baron von Blitzenberg, bot zere vas no carriage at ze station,” he informed the butler in his haughtiest tones. The man looked at him suspiciously. “The Baron arrived this morning,” he said. “Ze Baron? Vat Baron? I am ze Baron!”
“Two zings I haf not zere,” replied the Baron, waving his hand round towards the horizon. “Vun is ze vet sheet of flowing sea—says not your poet so? Ze ozzer” (laying his hand on his heart) “is ze Lady Alicia
"Zere's no great sorrer gnawin' chure vitals, is zere, Moffski?" "I vas all ride." "Not sufferin' f'om any mad r'gret, 'r misplaced love, 'rensing zat kind, eh, Woffski?" "No." "Feeling jush sames' ushyal?" "Yah." "Zen 'sall right. Don't 'pol'gize, 's all right. Zere was somepin' 'n you're looksh made me shink p'raps yu's feeling trifle in'sposed.
"Are zese in proper form?" he asked, but the man seemed to have dropped into unconsciousness. Hurriedly the priest added: "Zere is no time to read zem. Ah! Mr. will you come and witness zis last will and testament?" The Boy got up and stood near. The man from Minóok opened his eyes. "Here!"
How came it to grow in this way?" "I know not. It is zought zat zey spring from a seed dropped by a bird into zee fork of anozer tree. Zee seed grows, sends his roots down ant his branches up. Ven his roots reach zee ground he lays hold, ant, ven strong enough, kills his support zus returning efil for good, like a zankless dependent. Ah! zere is much resemblance between plants and animals!
I suppose there must be if they use them for bait." "Yes, sair, zere is plenty of zem hidin' in ze kelp and ozzer seaweed." "But how do you catch them?" asked the boy. "Isn't it dangerous?" "Not a bit, sair," answered the boatman. "I t'ink a squid can't do any harm.
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