... new sugar , of new rum ; the glassy double sheen of Ramon ' s great
spectacles , the piercing eyes in the mahogany face , while the tap , tap , tap of a
cane on the flags went on behind the inner door ; the click of the latch ; the stream
of light .
But there he is — your Seņor Ramon , ” she said to her father , as if she were
chiding him for a petulance in calling ; " your sight is not very good , my poor little
father — there he is , your Ramon . ” The warm reflection of the light behind her ...
It seems that on Liverpool docks , in the owl - light , they fell in with an elderly
hunks just returned from West Indies , who asks the time at the door of a shipping
agent . Castro pulls out a watch , and the old fellow jumps on it , vows it ' s his
Then I plunged into it . The bracken underfoot rustled and rustled . I came to a
halt . A little bar of light lay on the horizon in front of me , almost colourless . It was
crossed again and again by the small fir - trunks that were little more than wands .
The light continued to blaze into my eyes ; it moved upwards and shone on a red
waistcoat dashed with gilt buttons . I was being arrested . . . . “ In the King ' s
name . . . It was a most sudden catastrophe . A hand was clutching my windpipe .
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