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There was silence for a few minutes, broken only by the rustle of paper; then, with an oath, the man called Carlos dashed the packet down, saying, in a voice hoarse with excitement and rage: "Carramba, Lopes you are a fool! you have made a mistake somewhere. This is not the man at all! I suspected as much when I saw that it was only a boy that you had captured.
"No harm in that." "Later still you will be a grand proprietor." "Oh! it is magnificent. Carramba! Senor de Arechiza, it is a perfect cataract of felicities to be lavished upon my head, it is a dream! it is a dream!" shouted the Senator, as he strode to and fro across the floor. "Lose no time then in making it a reality," replied Don Estevan.
"Carramba!" he ejaculated, taking Pepe's carbine from him, and at the same time making a sign to Don Antonio; "this is an affair for which even the judge of Arispe himself would be sorry to grant me absolution." He advanced towards Don Antonio. Pale, but with flashing eyes; uncertain whether in Cuchillo he beheld a saviour or an executioner, Don Estevan did not stir.
As he approached the group his sharp eye soon took in the different individuals that composed it, and rested with a satisfied look on the form of Tiburcio. "The devil take that fire of yours!" he said abruptly, but in a tone of good-humour. "It has frightened away from us two of the most beautiful jaguars that ever roamed about these deserts." "Frightened them away!" exclaimed Baraja. "Carramba!
The days seemed endless. Everbody bought great bunches of green bananas at the ports in Mexico, where we stopped for passengers. The old woman was irritable, and one day when she saw the agreeable German doctor pulling bananas from the bunch which she had hung in the sun to ripen, she got up muttering "Carramba," and shaking her fist in his face.
"What you, call chick-een with rice Spanish," he interpreted. "Eet mus' not be that Don Mike come home and Carolina have not cook for heem the grub he like. Carramba!" "But he cannot possibly eat a chicken before I mean, it's too soon. Don Mike will not eat that chicken before the animal-heat is out of it." "You don' know Don Mike, mees. Wen dat boy he's hongry, he don' speak so many questions."
"If you don't believe us," broke in Billie, "you can ask the officers we left back there by the track." Donald made a gesture of impatience, which Billie failed to understand, but which the officer was quick to interpret. "Officers? Of which army?" he quickly asked. "Gen. Huerta's." "Carramba!" exclaimed the officer in command. "Go quick, corporal, and bring them to me."
The old lady was especially pathetic as she glared at her insulter from where she lay sprawled on the floor, and muttered, "Carramba, huh? I dare you to come outside and say that to me!" "Good work," applauded Baird when the scene was finished. "Now we're getting into the swing of it. In about three days here we'll have something that exhibitors can clean up on, see if we don't."
You'd then have had your young chick to carry to the cage you intend for it, without the mother bird to make any bother or fluttering in your face; while I might have executed my commission sooner than expected." "Carramba!" he continues after a short while spent in considering. "They can't have gone very far as yet.
"What think you, Don Frank!" he cried, in the universal tone of the conspirator. "I have to-night shaved la barba what you call the 'weeskers' of the Presidente himself, of this countree! Consider! He sent for me to come. In the poor casita of an old woman he awaited me in a verree leetle house in a dark place. Carramba! el Senor Presidente to make himself thus secret and obscured!
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