42/118 He had the remedy for the grief of this handsome woman whose desperation but made her more interesting. Leave it to me, my child." Upon reaching the deck he continued driving her towards his dominions. Through her tears she saw this obese old man of sacerdotal benevolence, going from side to side gathering bottles together and mixing liquids, stirring the spoon around in a glass with a joyous tinkling. There is no trouble that resists this medicine." The cook offered her a glass and she, vanquished, drank and drank, making a wry face because of the alcoholic intensity of the liquid. She continued weeping at the same time that her mouth was relishing the heavy sweetness. |