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The Joy of Captain Ribot

The Joy of Captain Ribot

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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1539    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

. But there is no comparison between any of these, or the way I have had it served in any of the other ports where I have been wont t

r my reception. I prefer to go alone and at night, like the selfish and luxurious being that I am. She sets my table for m

e before the striking of the hour a heathen of a sailor broke a lantern; the burning wick fell upon a cask of petroleum and started a fire, which we got the better of by throwing the barrel overboard w

pe at the Se?ora Ramona's, but notified her, by means of the s

. Only the silhouette of the guards on their rounds or that of some melancholy-looking passer-by was vaguely outlined in the gloom. But the obscurity, that the few street-lamps were insufficient to dissipate, was soon enlivened by the wave of light that proceeded from the two open doorways of El Come

nt, which in turn inevitably resulted in severe attacks of coughing, inflaming her cheeks and transforming them from their hue of grainy red to violet. Yet I was profoundly gratified by that peal of laughter and that attack of coughing, considering them a pledge of u

d it was yesterd

y not t

was yesterday, an

of laughter, followed by a corresponding attack of asthmatic coughing. When at last she recovered herse

you! I am goi

em ventur

mona. We'll go when

g grimly, volunteere

eat some stewed tripe, and

ravity of the occasion, lost no time in rising to depart. Gazing at me for an ins

brightening again, "that tripe of yesterday fairly w

expressed the most

't it do anything?" I i

-you will see

way calculated to leave me

absinthe to prepare my stomach adequately for its task, at th

well seasoned, piquant, and aro

y nostrils, a ray of light illumining my brain dissipated that dark spectral doubt. My heart began to palpitate wit

that overpowered my soul, and

med, pausing with my fork held motio

r; I heard

lled '

n the

her s

r, followed by my hostess. When I opened it

For God's sake!

d the wharf, and made out the figure of a woman wavi

pened, and, runnin

as fal

! Save her

he

er

row space in the water betw

ped the rope and so kept herself afloat. When I got to her I endeavored to seize her by the head. But only a wig remained in my hand! I made another attempt, and this time caught her arm. I drew her to the side of the vessel. Then I saw that it would be impossible to get her out without help. How could I climb the rope w

hair black and wavy; her whole personality, if not of supreme beauty, attractive and interesting. She was dressed with elegance, her mother also; and I inferred that the

serious extent, and feeling the chill of the bath penet

mation, and seizing my hands cordially, looked into my e

ou, se?or! I shall

lace would have done the same, as I sincerely thought. The only real sacrifice th

if not pneumonia. But I rubbed myself energetically with alcohol and wrapped myself so warml

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