Against the glimmer of dead light I thought I caught the outlines of a man ' s hat
down among the tossing lines of the bracken . I whispered loudly : “ Carlos !
Carlos ! ” There was a moment of hoarse whispering ; a sudden gruff sound . A
shaft of ...
... and an eventuali so extravagant , as to make the whole thing ridiculoi And yet I
remembered how unhappy I felt , how i explicably unhappy . Presently the reason
was ma Vclear . I was homesick . I gave no further thought the second mate .
entering , and thought of the home I had left so eagerly . After all , I was no more
than a boy , and even younger in mind than in body . Queer - looking boats
crawled between the shores like tiny water beetles . One headed out towards us ,
I thought the voice was Ramon ' s , but I could not turn , and the people in the
carriage answered in French , I thought . A man was shouting “ Cool Drinks ” on
the other side of them . Finally , there was a roar , an irresistible swaying , a rattle
... remind each other of details . I have an idea that one or two , in the sheer
largeness of heart that seizes one after occasions of popular emotions , asked
me in exulting voices if I had seen the nigger ' s tongue sticking out . Others
thought that ...
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