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Updated: June 6, 2025
I was riding beside Beverly's wagon as we neared the quaint, centuries-old, adobe church of San Miguel, rising tall and silent above the low huts about it, its rough walls suggesting a fortress of strength, while its triple towers might be an outlook for a guardsman. "Look at that church. Bev, I wonder how old it is," I exclaimed. "I should say about a thousand years and a day," Beverly declared.
"To see unhappiness is a very blade in my heart!" sighed Señora Vigil, recovering herself. "Do not make the thread short, Lolita! No, no! I shall have to thread the needle again before the week is out, if you do. Ah, yes! I wept much the day when you were lost, and Bev Gribble, the vaquero, brought you home on his horse. 'Twas long ago. And now you are grown tall and can play the piano.
Look at those," interjected Archie Carey, coming over from the letter window where he had gone to ask for the mail and slamming upon the counter beside the boxes of candy half a dozen plump letters. Three bore the addresses of the schools under consideration. All three faces grew sober. "I'll bet those will settle your hash Bev," was Athol's comment.
"I also wanted to ask you about your cheek," said she at last. "Yes?" said Barnabas. "You are quite sure it doesn't pain you, Mr. Bev " "Must I remind you that my name " "Are you quite sure Barnabas?" "Quite sure yes, oh yes!" he stammered. "Because it glows very red!" she sighed, though indeed she still kept her gaze averted, "so will you please stoop your head a little?"
Well, that should be an added bond between us. Not that I quarrel with matrimony, mark you, Bev; in the abstract it is a very excellent institution, though mark me again! when a man begins to think of marriage it is generally the beginning of the end.
"Stupid as his own burro, and not nearly so handsome," Beverly commented. The boy turned quietly and stared at my cousin, who had not meant to be overheard. Nobody could read the meaning of that look, for his face was as impenetrable as the adobe walls of the Palace of the Governors. "Bev, you are laying up trouble.
"Then, my dear Bev?" said the Viscount impulsively. "Yes, my dear Dick?" "Suppose we shake hands on it?" "Willingly, Dick, yet, first, I think it but honorable to tell you that I love the Lady Cleone Meredith." "Eh what?" exclaimed the Viscount, falling back a step, "you love her? the devil you do! since when?" "Since this morning."
"I wouldn't have missed it for anything. I'm glad I left my necklace. And I am glad you are with me, Bev. The others wouldn't understand so well. I like you because I don't have to talk to you all the time. It's so nice to walk with someone you don't have to talk to. Here is the graveyard. Are you frightened to pass it, Bev?"
Beverley oh, Barnabas dear brother!" she said softly, "but for you, this day might never have dawned for us " and she gave both her hands into his. "Oh, believe me, in my joy, as in my sorrow, I shall remember you always." "And I too, Bev!" added the Viscount.
Don't let me hear any more of your amens or I'll amen you." "Oh, don't anybody interrupt again," implored the Story Girl. "It isn't fair. How can any one preach a good sermon if he is always being interrupted? Nobody interrupted Beverley." "Bev didn't get up there and pitch into us like that," muttered Dan. "You mustn't fight," resumed Peter undauntedly.
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