I rather suspect there are despatches for Badajos.

Just tell Mike to get breakfast, and I'll join you immediately." When I walked into the little room which served as my _salon_, I found Power pacing up and down, apparently wrapped in meditation.
"I've been thinking, Charley," said he, after a pause of about ten minutes,--"I've been thinking over our adventures in Lisbon.

Devilish strange girl that senhora! When you resigned in my favor, I took it for granted that all difficulty was removed.

Confound it! I no sooner began to profit by your absence, in pressing my suit, than she turned short round, treated me with marked coldness, exhibited a hundred wilful and capricious fancies, and concluded one day by quietly confessing to me you were the only man she cared for." "You are not serious in all this, Fred ?" said I.
"Ain't I though, by Jove! I wish to Heaven I were not! My dear Charley, the girl is an inveterate flirt,--a decided coquette.

Whether she has a particle of heart or not, I can't say; but certainly her greatest pleasure is to trifle with that of another.