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'There walks a tragedy, said Concha, in his curt way. 'Inside every cassock there walks a tragedy or a villain. After a pause it was Concha who again broke the silence. Conyngham seemed to be occupied with his own thoughts. 'And Larralde ? said the priest. 'I come from him from Barcelona, answered Conyngham, 'where he is in safety. Catalonia is full of such as he.
'Senor Larralde, you remember me, Algeciras, and your pink love letter deuced fishy love letter, that; nearly got me into a devil of a row, I can tell you. How are you, eh? And the Englishman rode forward with a jolly laugh and his hand held out. Larralde took it without enthusiasm. It was rather difficult to pick a picturesque quarrel with such a person as this.
The Calle Preciados again! and a momentary confusion among the tables of a cafe that stood upon the pavement, amid upturned chairs and a fallen, flapping awning. The pace was less killing now, but Larralde still held his own one hand clutched over the precious letter regained at last and Conyngham was conscious of a sharp pain where the Spaniard's knife had touched his lung.
Concepcion raised his hand with outspread fingers, and shook it slowly from side to side from the wrist, with the palm turned towards his interlocutor a gesture which seemed to indicate that the subject was an unpleasant, almost an indelicate, one. 'Larralde, Excellency, he said, 'is one of those who are never found at the front. He will not be in Toledo to-night that Larralde.
'Well, as it happens, Senor Larralde, I have not got your letter, and if I had I am not quite sure that I would give it to you. Your conduct in the matter has not been over-nice, and, to tell you the truth, I don't think much of a man who gets strangers and women to do his dirty work for him. Larralde stroked his moustache with a half-furtive air of contempt.
'Who is here? 'Why, Esteban Larralde, of course. 'Ah! said Concha patiently. 'But need we for that hide behind the bushes and walk on the flower borders? Life would be much simpler, senora, if people would only keep to the footpath. Less picturesque, I allow you, but simpler. Shall I climb up a tree? The lady cast her eyes up to heaven and heaved an exaggerated sigh.
This was, therefore, not the first time that Conyngham had climbed the narrow stairs of the tall house with two doors. He found Concha busying himself by the bedside, where Sebastian lay in the unconsciousness of deep drink. 'He has probably been drugged, said the priest. 'Or, he may be dying. What is more important to us is, that the letter is not here. I have searched. Larralde escaped you?
But I will wait to make sure that they are not losing sight of him. So Senor Larralde, cloaked to the eyebrows, leant gracefully against the wall, and, like many another upon the bridge after that breathless day, drank in the cool air that rose from the river.
Without difficulty he found the small stationer's shop next to the synagogue in the Calle de Madrid, and bade the stationer a spectacled individual with upright hair and the air of seeking something in the world which is not usually behind a counter take his card to Senor Larralde.
At length, about ten o'clock or a few minutes later, entered one who bowed to Sir John with an air full of affable promise. This was Larralde, who called a waiter and bade him fetch a coat-brush. 'Would you believe it, sir? he said, addressing Sir John in broken English, 'but I have just escaped a terrible death.
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