Part 34 (1/2)
”I will if I can, Humphrey, for I shall be just as anxious as you are to know if all goes on well. Indeed, I shall insist upon coming over to you once a-fortnight; and I hardly think the intendant will refuse me-indeed, I am sure that he will not.”
”So am I,” replied Humphrey. ”I am certain that he wishes us all well, and has, in a measure, taken us under his protection; but, Edward, recollect, I shall never kill any venison after this, and so you may tell the intendant.”
”I will, and that will be an excuse for him to send some over, if he pleases. Indeed, as I know I shall be permitted to go out with Oswald, it will be hard if a stray buck does not find its way to the cottage.”
Thus did they continue talking over matters till they arrived at the cottage. Alice came out to them, saying to Humphrey,
”Well, Humphrey, have you brought my geese and ducks?”
Humphrey had forgotten them, but he replied, ”You must wait till I go to Lymington again on Sat.u.r.day, Alice, and then I hope to bring them with me. As it is, look how poor Billy is loaded. Where's Pablo?”
”In the garden. He has been working there all day, and Edith is with him.”
”Well, then, we will unload the cart, while you get us something to eat, Alice, for we are not a little hungry. I can tell you.”
”I have some rabbit-stew on the fire, Humphrey, all ready for you, and you will find it very good.”
”Nothing I like better, my dear girl. Pablo won't thank me for bringing this home,” continued Humphrey, taking the long saw out of the cart; ”he will have to go to the bottom of the pit again, as soon as the pit is made.”
The cart was soon unloaded, Billy taken out and turned out to feed, and then they went in to the supper.
Humphrey was off the next morning, with Pablo, at an early hour, to meet the farmer of whom he had purchased the goats and kids. He found them punctual to the time, at the place agreed upon; and being satisfied with the lot, paid the farmer his money, and drove them home through the forest.
”Goat very good, kid better; always eat kid in Spain,” said Pablo.
”Were you born in Spain, Pablo?”
”Not sure, but I think so. First recollect myself in that country.”
”Do you recollect your father?”
”No; never see him.”
”Did your mother never talk about him?”
”Call her mother, but think no mother at all. Custom with Gitanas.”
”Why did you call her mother?”
”'Cause she feed me when little, beat me when I get big.”
”All mothers do that. What made you come to England?”
”I don't know, but I hear people say, plenty of money in England-plenty to eat-plenty to drink; bring plenty money back to Spain.”
”How long have you been in England?”
”One, two, three year; yes, three year and a bit.”