human
Fajardo, she repeated.
gpt
A Spanish name.
human
And a Spanish lady, he said, gloomily.
gpt
Lola Fajardo, of the Estancia, San Jago, near Rosario.
human
I thought you said of Lima?
gpt
No; I met her there. She is in the habit of stopping at Lima with her aunt. But her true home is at Rosario, in the Santa Fe province of the Argentine republic. I wonder if Berring brought her to England. She was madly in love with him.
human
She must have been, to marry him.
gpt
Oh, Berring's a good-looking chap, and not bad, said Askew, with the innate chivalry of a man towards a successful rival.
human
I suppose they _did_ marry.
gpt
Oh! Then you are not certain?
human
No; I never even knew if they were engaged. But when I joined my ship again at Callao, every one said 'marriage'--they were so uncommonly thick. I must ask Berring.
gpt
I'm sure he'll be delighted to afford you the information you seek,
human
Have you seen Mrs. Berring?
gpt
No; I don't think any Mrs. Berring is stopping here.
human
Then perhaps he did not marry Lola, after all, cried Askew, rising hastily, and with flashing eyes,
gpt
--his voice fell--
human
Really, I don't know, she replied;
gpt
In that case I can't spoil sport, laughed the lieutenant, with an obvious effort;
human
Later on, of course, she said, rising.
gpt
Here comes your uncle.
human
I wish to present you to Lady Canvey,
gpt
Will you permit me to leave you for a time?
human
Certainly. You will find Lady Canvey delightful, and as pre-historic as you can wish. We may meet after dinner,