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For a moment they looked me straight in the face, reflectively, unconcerned, and
then travelled to the spectacles of old Ramon. This-glance — remember I was
young on, that day — had been enough to set me wondering what they were ...
He looked at me, smiling a little mournfully. "Ah, Juan mio," he said, "Spain is not
like your England, unchanging and stable. The party who reign to-day do not love
me, and they are masters in Cuba as in Spain. But in his province my uncle ...
Carlos looked at me with an expression of affecti that a little shamed my lightness
of tone: "I love you much more than a kinsman, Juan," said. "I wish you could
come with me. I try arrange it. Later, perhaps, I may be dead. I am ve He was ...
He had in a pronounced degree the Nova Scotian peculiarities and accent, and
after he had shaved, his face shone like polished leather. "Hallo!" he said. "See
heeyur, young Kemp, does your neck just itch to be stretched ? " I looked at him ...
"Don't you know a flagship when you see it?" a voice grumbled surlily. "Admiral
Rowley's," it continued. Then it rumbled out some remarks about "pirates, vermin,
coast of Cuba." Carlos came to the side, and looked after the man-of- war in the ...
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