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Updated: June 9, 2025
"Yes," said Eulogia. She took the guitar and sang a love-song in a manner which can best be described as no manner at all; her expression never changed, her voice never warmed. At first the effect was flat, then the subtle fascination of it grew until the very memory of impassioned tones was florid and surfeiting.
"Well, my daughter, have I not won the battle?" said a voice behind her, and Eulogia sat down on the window-seat and swung her feet in silent wrath. Doña Pomposa wore a rather short night-gown, and her feet were encased in a pair of her husband's old boots. Her hair was twisted under a red silk kerchief, and again she crossed her hands on her stomach, but the thumbs upheld a candle.
Half the trouble in the world has been made on paper." "Oh, thou wise one! What trouble can a piece of paper make when it lies on a man's heart?" "It can crackle when another head lies on it." "No head will ever lie here but " "Mine?" "Eulogia!" "To thee, Señorita Doña Eulogia," cried a deep voice. "May the jewels in thine eyes shine by the stars when thou art above them.
"Por Dios, señorita, a fine woman thou wilt make of thyself with such ideas! a nice wife and mother when the time comes. What does Padro Flores say to that, I should like to know? It is very strange that he has let you read those books." "I have never told him," said Eulogia, indifferently. "What!" screamed her mother. "You never told at confession?" "No, I never did.
Her ankles hung over her feet, and her red cheeks and chin were covered with a short black down. Her hair was twisted into a tight knot and protected by a thick net, and she wore a loose gown of brown calico, patterned with large red roses. But good-nature beamed all over her indefinite features, and her little eyes dwelt adoringly upon Eulogia, who gave her an absent smile.
His well-attired figure was slim and active, his mouse-coloured hair short and very straight, his shrewd eyes were blue. After a few moments' critical survey of the charming faces behind Doña Pomposa, he went off among the trees, and returning with a bunch of wild flowers walked straight over to Eulogia and handed them to her. She gave him a roguish little courtesy. "Much thanks, señor.
"You are welcome, welcome, Pablo," said Doña Luisa. "Go to the dining room and get a glass of aguardiente; then come back and dance until dawn." Ignestria left the room with Diego Quijas, but returned in a few moments and walked directly over to Eulogia, ignoring the men who stood about her. "Give me this dance," he whispered eagerly. "I have something to say to thee.
The rest of the party had been dancing for an hour, and all gathered about the girls to hear the story of the accident, which was told with many variations. Eulogia as usual was craved for dances, but she capriciously divided her favours between Abel Hudson and Don Tomas Garfias.
It was none of his business what I read. Reading is no sin. I confessed all " "Mother of God!" cried Doña Pomposa, and she rushed at Eulogia with uplifted hand; but her nimble daughter dived under her arm with a provoking laugh, and ran out of the room. That night Eulogia pushed aside the white curtain of her window and looked out.
Accordingly, directing my baggage and the numerous escort and suite that attended me to the full tale of four-score horses to keep the high road, I struck myself into a byway, intending to seek hospitality for the night at a house of M. de Laval's; and on the second evening to render myself with a good grace to the eulogia and tedious mercies of the Vitre townsfolk.
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