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An Albanian noble said to Jan, "We are quiet now: the Powers have no
time to waste upon us, and we are not going to revolt and let ourselves
be murdered without redress. But, if after the war things are not
righted, monsieur, there will be a revolution every day."
We saw a pelican, and of course some one had to try and kill it; but
luckily the criminal was an average shot only. The pelican flew off
flapping its broad white wings. The Frenchman told us that the Turkish
lady round the corner is a gipsy bride to be. A light dawned upon us.
The bed, these boxes we were sitting upon: she was taking her furniture
with her. Jan peered round at her. She was sitting on a low stool, and
the two screens were standing at duty. They had chosen the most secluded
spot in the boat, which was next to the boilers. The day itself was very
hot, and the atmosphere within the poor bride's thick coverings must
have been awful, though when nobody was looking she was allowed to raise
for a second the many thicknesses of black chiffon which shrouded her
face, and to gasp a few chestfulls of fresh air.
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