[Following the Equator Part 5 by Mark Twain]@TWC D-Link bookFollowing the Equator Part 5 CHAPTER XXXIX 21/27
It was not true, but it was only a little thing to say, and saved his feelings and cost me nothing. But now that he was gone, and was off my mind and heart, my spirits began to rise at once, and I was soon feeling brisk and ready to go out and have adventures.
Then his newly-hired successor flitted in, touched his forehead, and began to fly around here, there, and everywhere, on his velvet feet, and in five minutes he had everything in the room "ship-shape and Bristol fashion," as the sailors say, and was standing at the salute, waiting for orders.
Dear me, what a rustler he was after the slumbrous way of Manuel, poor old slug! All my heart, all my affection, all my admiration, went out spontaneously to this frisky little forked black thing, this compact and compressed incarnation of energy and force and promptness and celerity and confidence, this smart, smily, engaging, shiney-eyed little devil, feruled on his upper end by a gleaming fire-coal of a fez with a red-hot tassel dangling from it.
I said, with deep satisfaction-- "You'll suit.
What is your name ?" He reeled it mellowly off. "Let me see if I can make a selection out of it--for business uses, I mean; we will keep the rest for Sundays.
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