"Say it again." "Car-roll, Car-roll, Car-roll," she murmured gently to herself two or three times, as if enjoying her own native trilling of the r's.

"It's a pretty name.

It sounds like a song.

Don Carroll, eh! El Capitan Don Carroll." "But my first name is Henry," he said, faintly.
"'Enry--that's not so good.

Don Enrico will do.