"Well, eyes bein' given to us to see with by the Lord's holy will, and
it ain't for weak creeturs like us to misplace our gifts or magnify
'em," said Sal, in shrill, bashful confusion, allowing an underdone
fried egg to trickle from the plate on the coat-collar of the
unconscious Judge Beeswinger, "I do say when a woman sez to her husband,
ez she's sworn to honour and obey, 'This yer's _my_ house, and this
yer's _my_ land, and yer kin git,' thar ain't much show o' happiness
thar. Ef it warn't for hearin' this with my own ears, bein' thar
accidental like, and in a sogial way, I wouldn't hev believed it. And
she allowin' to be a lady, and afeared to be civil to certain folks ez
is ez good ez she and far better, and don't find it necessary to git
married to git a position--and could hev done it a thousand times over
ef so inclined. But folks is various and self praise is open disgrace.
Let me recommend them beans. The pork, ez we allus kills ourselves fur
the benefit o' transient gests, bein' a speciality."
"It is of your kindness, Mees Clark, I am already full. And of the pork
I touch not, it is an impossibility," said Victor, showing every tooth
in his head. "It is much painful to hear of this sad, sad affair. It is
bad--and yet you say he has riches--this man. Ah! the what is the world.
See, the great manner it has treated those! No, I will not more. I am
sufficient now. Ah! eh! what have we here?"
He lowered his voice and eyes as a stranger--the antique dandy Gabriel
had met on Conroy's hill the evening before--rose from some unnoticed
seat at a side table, and unconcernedly moved away. Victor instantly
recognised the card player of San Antonio, his former chance
acquaintance of Pacific Street, and was filled with a momentary feeling
of suspicion and annoyance. But Sal's _sotto voce_ reply that the
stranger was a witness attending court seemed to be a reasonable
explanation, and the fact that the translator did not seem to recognise
him promptly relieved his mind. When he had gone Sal returned to her
confidences: "Ez to his riches, them ez knows best hez their own say o'
that. Thar was a party yer last week--gents ez was free with their
money, and not above exchanging the time o' day with working folk, and
though it ain't often ez me or Sue Markle dips into conversation with
entire strangers, yet," continued Sal with parenthetical tact and
courtesy, "Eyetalians,--furriners in a strange land bein' an
exception--and and them gents let on thet thet vein o' silver on
Conroy's hill hed been surveyed and it wazent over a foot wide, and
would be played out afore a month longer, and thet old Peter Dumphy
knowed it, and hed sold out, and thet thet's the reason Gabriel Conroy
was goin' off--jest to be out o' the way when the killapse comes."
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