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out through the yard on to the soft road that climbs the hill to westward . The
evening was falling slowly and mournfully ; it was dark already in the folds of the
sombre downs . We passed the corner of the orchard . " I know what you ' ve got
to tell ...
I ' d have given fifty guineas for this chance this morning - and , Ralph , I say , you
may tell Veronica why I ' m going , but keep a shut mouth to my mother . Let her
think I ' ve run away — eh ? Don ' t spoil your chance . " He was in such a state of
Carlos talked with me , telling me about his former life and his adventures . The
other passengers he discountenanced by a certain coldness of manner that
made me ashamed of talking to them . I respected him so ; he was so wonderful
to me ...
Carlos , however , knew nothing about his cousin ; he cared little more , as far as I
could tell . “ What can she be to me since I have seen your . . . ? ” he said once ,
and then stopped , looking at me with a certain tender irony . He insisted ...
One night I overheard him say to Castro : “ Tell me , O my Tomas , would it be
safe to take this caballero , my cousin , to Rio Medio ? " Castro paused , and then
murmured gruffly : “ Seņor , unless that Irishman is consulted beforehand , or the
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