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I take liberties with the laws and the customs of your country, dear lady, but you would not care for a man who allowed such considerations to stand in his way, eh?" Alaire answered, sharply: "It was a very reckless thing to do, and you must not remain here." "Yes, yes!" Paloma eagerly agreed. "You must go back at once." But Longorio heard no voice except Alaire's.
Both Mexicans fell to with a will, and in a surprisingly short time water was boiling. When it came Law's turn to eat, Alaire, who was eager to be gone, directed her employee to fetch the Ranger's horse. Panfilo acquiesced readily and buckled on his cartridge-belt and six-shooter.
His recent dissipation had told upon him as heavily as a siege of sickness, and this evening he was in that fatuous, sentimental mood which comes with convalescence, Having no fault to find with himself, and feeling merely a selfish desire to make more pleasant his life at Las Palmas, he undertook to bend Alaire to his will.
Longorio had come to spend the evening, and his keen pleasure in Alaire Austin's company made him so indifferent to his personal safety that nothing short of a rude dismissal would have served to terminate his visit. Neither Alaire nor her companion, however, had the least idea how keenly he resented the presence of Paloma Jones.
Strange seems to have a peculiar effect on him. Why, it's almost as if " "What?" "Well, I suppose I'm foolish, but I'm beginning to believe in spells. You know, Mrs. Strange's husband is a sort of necromancer." "How silly!" There was no further opportunity for words, as the woman reappeared at that instant; but a little later Alaire went in search of Blaze, still considerably mystified.
Rider and horse were silhouetted against the pearl-gray heaven like an equestrian statue. How long they had been there Alaire had no faintest notion. Perhaps it was their coming which had alarmed the cattle. She was conscious that a keen and hostile pair of eyes was searching the coverts surrounding the charco.
"Four days," Alaire told him, realizing with a little inward start how very far apart she and Ed had drifted. She looked at him curiously for an instant, wondering if he really could be her husband, or if he were not some peculiarly disagreeable stranger. Ed had been a handsome boy, but maturity had vitiated his good looks.
Alaire was breathing rapidly, and some part of her eagerness began to thrill her hearers. "Oh yes, but " "Then marry us. And make haste, please! Please!" Law nodded. He could not speak, for his mouth was dry. A voice within him shouted a warning, but he would not listen. His heart was beating violently; his temples were pounding; all the blood of his body seemed centered in his head.
Soon there came a further echo of dry earth and gravel dislodged, but whether by Law's horse or by that of Sanchez was uncertain. Perhaps both men had gained the mesa. It had all happened so quickly and so unexpectedly that Alaire felt she must be dreaming, or that there had been some idiotic mistake.
But one cannot sleep well with a tropic sun in the heavens, and since there was really nothing for her to do until the heat abated, Alaire, when she awoke, obliged the Ranger to amuse her. Although she was in fact younger than he, married life had matured her, and she treated him therefore like a boy. Law did not object. Mrs.
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