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"Tell me! tell me!" cried Chonita, eagerly, forgetting her rôle and her enemy. "What is that? I do not know the princess, although she has sent me word many times to visit her Did an Indian try to carry her off?" "It happened only the other day. Prince Solano, perhaps you have heard, is chief of all the tribes of Sonoma, Valley of the Moon.
"No, my Chonita; I wish to meet him now. My curiosity devours me." "Very well; come with me and thou shalt know him. Wilt thou come too, Eustaquia? There are only men on the corridor." We found Diego and Don Guillermo talking politics in a corner, both deeply interested. Estenega rose at once.
"He must be a diputado to Mexico. I would not lose my only son in battle. I am ambitious for him; and so art thou, Chonita, for thy brother? Is it not so?" "Yes. I have it in me to stab the heart of any man who rolls a stone in his way." "My daughter," said Don Guillermo, with the accent of duty rather than of reproof, "thou must love without vengeance. Sustain thy brother, but harm not his enemy.
It was at Governor Alvarado's house in Monterey that Chonita first knew of Diego Estenega. I had told him much of her, but had never cared to mention the name of Estenega in the presence of an Iturbi y Moncada. Chonita came to Monterey to stand godmother to the child of Alvarado and of her friend Doña Martina, his wife.
Did not I dream that the good captain would bring pink silk stockings? and are they not my own this minute?" And she thrust a diminutive foot from beneath the hem of her gown, regarding it with admiration. "And did not I dream that Tomaso and Liseta would marry? What was thy dream, my Chonita?" "I do not know what the first part was; something very sad.
He amuses himself sometimes with the girls, valgame Dios! he has made hot tears flow, but I suppose we do not know enough for him, for he marries none. Ay! but he has a charm." "Like what does he look? A beautiful caballero, I suppose, with eyes that melt and a mouth that trembles like a woman in the palsy." "Ay, no, my Chonita; thou art wrong. He is not beautiful at all.
He turned with a groan and sat down on a fallen log, supporting his chin with his hand. His profile looked grim and worn and old. He stared unseeingly at the ground. Chonita stood, still looking at him. The last act of her brother's life had been to lay the foundation of her lover's ruin; his death had completed it: all the South would rise did the slayer of an Iturbi y Moncada seek to rule it.
She had suffered, and not for her mother. "She shall suffer no more," he thought. "We hunt bear to-night," he heard the governor say at length. "I should like to go," said Chonita, quickly. "I should like to go out to-night." Immediately there was a chorus from all the Other women, excepting the Princess Hélène and Prudencia; they wanted to go too.
They fled from the church and down to the bay, and swam to their craft. Estenega and Chonita rode out. They watched the ugly vessel scurry around Point Lobos; then Chonita spoke for the first time. "Blasphemer!" she exclaimed. "Mother of God, wilt thou ever forgive me?" "Why not call me a Jesuit? It was a case where mind or matter must triumph.
I cannot say why I put on this black gown to-day. I make no haste to feel as I did when I wore it in that dream, the desolation, the endlessness; but I did." "That was a strange dream, my Chonita," said Prudencia, threading her needle. "Thou must have eaten too many dulces for supper: didst thou?" "No," said Chonita, shortly, "I did not."
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