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Robinson, to Dona Anita, where Don Juan Bandini and Dona Angustias danced, Don Pablo de la Guerra received me in a courtly fashion. I passed the day with the family, and in walking about the place; and ate the old dinner with its accompaniments of frijoles, native olives and grapes, and native wines.
A war of this kind numbers its slain by millions, for the victims of famine are victims of political crime on the part of a nation's rulers. I have no time now to talk of these things. Perhaps, boy reader, you and I may meet on this ground again, and at no very distant period. Well, it was not in the general rising that Don Pablo had been compromised, but previous to that.
She had worked late in the candy store, departing after eleven o'clock with her week's wages in her purse. She rode on a San Pablo Avenue surface car to Thirty-fourth Street, where she alighted and started to walk the three blocks to her home. That was the last seen of her alive. Next morning she was found, strangled, in a vacant lot. Emil Gluck was immediately arrested.
Don Pablo recognised them as the leaves of a plant of the genus Mikania, and known popularly as the "vejuco de guaco." Guapo knew nothing of the scientific designation of the plant, but he had long ago been taught the valuable properties of its leaves as an antidote against the bite of the most poisonous snakes. What, then, did Guapo with the leaves of the vejuco?
You see heem with the eye?" "Yes. And he spoke to me with the tongue. He will arrive here in an hour." Pablo was on his knees before her, groping for her hand. Finding it, he carried it to his lips. Then, leaping to his feet with an alacrity that belied his years, he yelled: "Carolina! Come queeck, Pronto! Aquí, Carolina." "Si, Pablo mio."
For several days Gruapo was not to be seen at the house, nor anywhere around it. Where had Guapo been all this time? I will tell you; Guapo had been to the mountains! Yes, Don Pablo had sent him on an important mission, which he had performed with secrecy and despatch.
On the west across the Bay were the counties of San Mateo, and San Francisco, with their teeming life, covering a Peninsula twenty-six miles long, and extending up to the Golden Gate; while off to the north, and bordering on the ocean was Marin in its grandeur, crowned with Tamalpais, 2,606 feet above the sea; and skirting San Pablo Bay was Sonoma with its vine-clad vale.
Then he knew his fingers trembled slightly as he returned to work on the hondo, and, for a long time, no sound broke the silence save the song of an oriole in the catalpa tree. Suddenly, the sound for which old Pablo had waited so long burst forth from the sage-clad hillside. It was a cock quail calling, and, to the majordomo, it seemed to say: "Don Mike! Come home! Don Mike! Come home!"
And when I bade Pablo mount upon El Sabio's back, the look of surprise in Tizoc's face changed suddenly to an expression of troubled doubt, in which was also alarm. Under his breath I heard him mutter, "Can it be that the prophecy will be fulfilled?" But whatever the cause of his inward disturbance was, he spoke not of it, but turned once more forward, and gave the order to march.
Don Pablo shouted words of encouragement in a hoarse voice. Guapo seized his axe which fortunately he had finished hafting and ran towards the bridge, along the water's edge. Don Pablo followed with his pistols, which he had hastily got his hands upon. For a short moment there was silence on both sides of the river. Guapo was opposite Leon, both running.
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