He looked at me with his piercing eyes set to an expression that might have been
gentle mockery . At any rate , it also contained intense scrutiny , and , perhaps , a
little of appeal . I sighed myself . “ There is a man called O ' Brien in there , ” he ...
I should not advise any one to come to Rio Medio , my uncle ' s town , without
making a friend of the Seņor O ' Brien . ” He went once more to the inner door ,
and , after a moment ' s whispering with someone within , returned to me . “ My
I tell you , if you come to visit us , it will be as well to be on good terms with the
Seņor Juez O ' Brien . My uncle is a very old man , and if I die before him , this O '
Brien , I think , will end by v marrying my cousin , because my poor uncle is very ...
I said that I imagined him the more famous Seņor Juez O ' Brien . “ It ' s little use
saying ye arren ' t famous , ” he said . His voice had the faint , infinitely sweet
twang of certain Irishry ; a thing as delicate and intangible as the scent of lime
Joseph Conrad, Ford Madox Ford. The old Don slumbered placidly , his face
turned up to the distant begrimed ceiling . “ Now , I ' ll make you a fair offer , ” O '
Brien said suddenly , after an intent study of the insolent glance that I gave him .
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