He turned away
and leaned against the grating of his cell, his head resting on
his forearm. "My God! man, you don't know what it means to me.
Sometimes I think I shall go mad and rave. After all these years
But I know you'll fail--It's too good to be true," he finished
quietly.
"I'll not fail, though I may be delayed. But I can't say more.
Gabilonda is coming back. Next time I see you it will be to take
you out to freedom. Think of that always, and believe it."
Gabilonda bowed urbanely. "If the senor has seen all he cares to
of this department we will return to the office," he suggested
suavely.
"Certainly, colonel. I can't appreciate too much your kindness in
allowing me to study your system so carefully."
"Any friend of my friend the Senor O'Halloran is cherished deeply
in my heart," came back the smiling colonel, with a wave of his
plump, soft hand.
"I am honored, sir, to receive such consideration at the hands of
so distinguished a soldier as Colonel Gabilonda," bowed Bucky
gravely, in his turn, with the most flowery Spanish he could
muster.
There was another half-hour of the mutual exchange of compliments
before O'Connor could get away.
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