If I had known you were coming, I would have tried to get back in time to have breakfast with you.

But your friends at 'Rosario'-- I think they call it; in my time it was owned by Colonel Briones, and HE called it 'The Devil's Little Canyon'-- detained me with some d--d civilities.

Let's see--his name is Woods, isn't it?
Used to sell rum to runaway sailors on Long Wharf, and take stores in exchange?
Or was it Baker ?--Judge Baker?
I forget which.

Well, sir, they wished to be remembered." It struck Paul, perhaps unreasonably, that the colonel's indifference and digression were both a little assumed, and he asked abruptly,-- "And you fulfilled your mission ?" "I made the formal transfer, with the Mayor, of the property to Miss Arguello." "To Miss Arguello ?" "To the Dona Maria Concepcion de Arguello de la Yerba Buena--to speak precisely," said the colonel, slowly.

"George, you can take that hat to that blank hatter--what's his blanked name?
I read it only yesterday in a list of the prominent citizens here--and tell him, with my compliments, that I want a GENTLEMAN'S mourning band around my hat, and not a child's shoelace.