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Updated: June 9, 2025
"I no think I like you much better. But I spose I must get marry some day. Here my mother come. Ask her. I do what she want." Doña Pomposa was trotting toward them, and while she struggled for her lost breath Eulogia repeated the proposal of the American, twanging her guitar the while. The old lady took but one moment to make up her mind. "The American," she said rapidly in Spanish.
At the last moment her mother had wavered in her part of the contract, and it was not until Eulogia had sworn by every saint in the calendar that she would not leave the sala, even though she stifled, that Doña Pomposa had reluctantly consented to take her.
"And you will lend them to me?" cried Eulogia, forgetting her coquetry, "I want to read them." "Aha! Those cool eyes can flash. That even little voice can break in two. By the holy Evangelists, señorita, thou shalt have every book I possess." "Will the Señorita Doña Eulogia favour us with a song?" Don Carmelo was bowing before her, a guitar in his hand, his wrathful eyes fixed upon Don Pablo.
Thou wilt write to me to come back and stand with thee in the mission while the good padre asks the saints to bless us? Eulogia, thou hast sworn thou wilt write to no man, but thou wilt write to me, my little one. Thou wilt not break the heart that lives in thine. "I kiss thy little feet. I kiss thy tiny hands. I kiss ay, Eulogia! Adios! Adios! Eulogia could not resist that letter.
"Only ten days more, my Graciosa," she said mischievously. "Art thou going to run back to thy mother in thy night-gown, like Josefita Olvera?" "Never will I be such a fool! Eulogia, I have a husband for thee." "To the tunnel of the mission with husbands! I shall be an old maid like Aunt Anastacia, fat, with black whiskers." Graciosa laughed. "Thou wilt marry and have ten children."
Gold makes the life of a beloved wife very sweet, señorita." "In truth I should like the gold better than yourself, señor," said Eulogia, frankly. "For if you will have the truth Ay! Holy heaven! This is worse than the other!" A lurch, splash, and the party with shrill cries sprang to their feet; the low cart was filling with water.
Thou lookest as if thou wouldst fight with thy little fists." "Bring him to me." Don Carmelo walked obediently over to Don Pablo, although burning with jealousy. "Señor, at your service," he said. "I wish to introduce you to the most charming señorita in the room." "Which?" asked Ignestria, incuriously. Don Carmelo indicated Eulogia with a grand sweep of his hand. "That little thing?
"I answered your letter!" exclaimed Eulogia, furiously. "You know that I answered it! You only wished to humble me because I had sworn I would write to no man. Traitor! I hate you! You were engaged to the girl all the time you were here." "Eulogia! Believe! Believe!" "I would not believe you if you kissed the cross! You said to yourself, 'That little coquette, I will teach her a lesson.
I believe that thou lovest me, thou cold little one, although thou dost not like to think that the heart thou hast sealed can open to let love in. But, Eulogia! Star of my eyes! I love thee so I will break that heart in pieces, and give thee another so soft and warm that it will beat all through the old house to which I will take thee. For thou wilt come to me, thou little coquette?
The dimples that play in thy cheeks, the sparks that fly in thine eyes Dios de mi vida! I cannot believe that they come from a malicious soul. No, enchanting Eulogia! Consolation of my soul! It was thy mother who so cruelly humiliated me, who drives me from thy town lest I be mocked in the streets. Ay, Eulogia! Ay, misericordia! Adios! Adios! Eulogia shrugged her shoulders.
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