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Tomaso's Fortune and Other Stories by Henry Seton Merriman
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Miss Cheyne, who had dealt much with a simple people, accustomed to
the statement of simple facts in plain language, only laughed.
There is a certain rough purity of thought which vanishes at the
advance of civilisation. And cheap journalism, cheap fiction, cheap
prudery have not yet reached Spain.

"I know nothing," went on the man, with a shrewd, upward nod of the
head. "But the Senorita has a lover. He may be faithless, he may
be absent, he may be dead--but he is there--the God be thanked!"

He touched his broad chest in that part where a deadly experience
told him that the heart was to be found, and looked up to Heaven,
all with a change of expression and momentary gravity quite
incomprehensible to men of northern breed.

Miss Cheyne laughed again without self-consciousness. Uneducated
people have a way of arriving at once at those matters that interest
rich and poor alike, which is rather refreshing, even to the highly
educated.

"But I, who talk like a washerwoman, forget that I am an innkeeper,"
said the man, with a truer tact than is often found under fine
linen. And he proceeded to wait on her with a grand air, as if she
were a queen and he a nobleman.

"If Juanita were about it would be different," he said, whipping the
cloth from the table and shaking the crumbs to the four winds. "And
the Senorita would be properly served. But--what will you? the nino
is but a fortnight old, and I--I am new at my trade. The Senorita
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