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Updated: June 15, 2025
Beside Gracieuse was Pantchika Dargaignaratz, another fifteen year old blonde, who was engaged to Arrochkoa and would soon marry him, for he, being the son of a widow, had not to serve in the army.
He had a presentiment that Arrochkoa would not be hostile to him, but his co-operation, so clearly offered, far surpasses Ramuntcho's hope Poor little abandoned fellow, so conscious of the humbleness of his situation, that the support of another child, a little better established in life, suffices to return to him courage and confidence!
Arrochkoa, excited, leaps from right to left, from left to right, breaks, uproots grasses and flowers; troubles about everything that moves in the green foliage, about the lizards that might be caught, about the birds that might be taken out of their nests, and about the beautiful trout swimming in the water; he jumps, he leaps; he wishes he had fishing lines, sticks, guns; truly he reveals his savagery in the bloom of his robust eighteen years.
They are the last on the march, Arrochkoa and Ramuntcho, following the band by ear; and those who precede them make no more noise with their sandals than wolves in a forest.
They take off their caps, Arrochkoa and Ramuntcho, to wipe their foreheads; it is so warm in these gorges and they have run so much, jumped so much, that their entire bodies are in a perspiration. They are enjoying themselves, but they would like to come, nevertheless, near the two little, blonde girls who are waiting for them. But of whom shall they ask their way now, since there is no one?
" discreet as a lugubrious signal which one hesitates to give and the carriage was stopped. Then, without a word, Ramuntcho jumped to the road, helped his mother to descend, gave a long kiss to her, then remounted briskly to his seat: "Go, Arrochkoa, quickly, race, let us go!" And in two seconds, in the rapid descent, he lost sight of the one whose face at last was covered with tears.
"You are not going there, I suppose?" asks Arrochkoa, pointing to the church. "No, oh, no," replies Ramuntcho, sombrely decided. "Well come then, let us go in here and taste the new cider of your country!
After a courteous discussion, the game is arranged; it will be immediately after vespers; they will play the "blaid" with the wicker glove, and the six selected champions, divided into two camps, shall be the vicar, Ramuntcho and Arrochkoa, Gracieuse's brother, against three famous men of the neighboring villages: Joachim of Mendiazpi; Florentino of Espelette, and Irrubeta of Hasparren
Ramuntcho and Arrochkoa go up to their rooms, lie down and sleep, always in the chirp of the crickets, always in the sound of fresh waters that run or that fall. And Ramuntcho, as in his house at Etchezar, hears vaguely during his sleep the tinkling of bells, attached to the necks of cows moving in a dream, under him, in the stable.
"I saw Arrochkoa, mother," he replied, in a tone which brought back suddenly the burning questions. "Arrochkoa! And how did he behave with you?" "Oh, he talked to me as if I had been his brother." "Yes, I know, I know. Oh, it was not he who made her do it " "He said even " He did not dare to continue now, and he lowered his head. "He said what, my son?"
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