Two Men of Sandy Bar; a drama by Bret Harte
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character and interest, as far as the direct matter of our search,--
we have been, I think I may say, unsuccessful. Our search has been attended with the--er--disbursement of some capital under my-- er--er--direction, which, though large, represents quite inadequately the--er--er--earnestness of our endeavors. Enter MANUELA. Manuela (to DON JOSE). The Dona Jovita is waiting to receive you. Don Jose (to MORTON). You shall tell me further of your interesting pilgrimage hereafter. At present my daughter awaits us to place this humble roof at your disposal. I am a widower, Don Alexandro, like yourself. When I say that, like you, I have an only child, and that I love her, you will understand how earnest is my sympathy. This way, gentlemen. (Leading to door in corridor, and awaiting them.) Starbottle (aside). Umph! an interview with lovely woman means-- er--intoxication, but--er--er--no liquor. It's evident that the Don doesn't drink. Eh! (Catches sight of table in corridor, and bottle.) Oh, he does, but some absurd Spanish formality prevents his doing the polite thing before dinner. (Aloud, to DON JOSE.) One moment, sir, one moment. If you will--er--er--pardon the--er-- seeming discourtesy, for which I am, I admit--or--personally responsible, I will for a few moments enjoy the--er--er--delicious air of the courtyard, and the beauties of Nature as displayed in the--er--sunset. I will--er--rejoin you and the--er--er--ladies a moment later. |
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