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She raised her graceful hand to her chin with a gesture peculiar to her,
and looked upward with a glance half sad, half bitter.
"I much appreciate your friendship, Capitan Brotherton. You give me much
advice that is good for me, and tell me many things. It is like the
ocean wind when you have live long in the hot valley. Yes, dear friend,
I forget you are in the navy of the conqueror."
"Mamacita," broke in Benicia's light voice, "tell us now when we can
have the peek-neek."
"To-morrow night."
"Surely?"
"Surely, ninita."
"Castro," said Russell, lifting his cap, "peace be with thee."

VIII
The great masses of rock on the ocean's coast shone white in the
moonlight. Through the gaunt outlying rocks, lashed apart by furious
storms, boiled the ponderous breakers, tossing aloft the sparkling
clouds of spray, breaking in the pools like a million silver fishes.
High above the waves, growing out of the crevices of the massive rocks
of the shore, were weird old cypresses, their bodies bent from the
ocean as if petrified in flight before the mightier foe.


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