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"I will go and speak to Jovita," said José, and he went, leaving the four together. The two simpler ones were somewhat abashed by the splendor of the dashing figure; they gazed at it with mingled curiosity and joy. To be so near it was enough, without effort at conversation. Sebastiano moved to Pepita's side. A Spanish lover loses little time. "I saw you," he said, "at the bull-fight."
And when she was dressed how bewitching she was! how her rose of a face glowed and dimpled! how enchanting was the velvet darkness of her eyes! how airy the poise of her little black head, with its brilliant flower tucked in at the side of the knot of curly hair! Jovita stared at her and made a queer half-internal sound of exclamation.
"It shall be more amusing " "There is Jovita with her old woman now," interrupted Pepita. "I will go and speak to them." She was gone the next instant her movement was like the flight of a bird. Sebastiano stood and stared after her in silence until Juan addressed him respectfully. "She is very wonderful," he said. "She changes her mind before one knows.
The two Billinger brothers saw Jovita Mendez at the door of her house an hour later, were themselves seen conversing with her by Jim Barker, but on returning to their claim, neither they nor Barker exhibited any insurrectionary excitement.
Perhaps there was security in this multitude of admirers; perhaps there was a saving grace in this humorous trifling. The passions are apt to be serious and solitary, and Jovita evaded them with a jest, which, if not always delicate or witty, was effective in securing the laughter of the majority and the jealousy of none. At the end of the week another peculiarity was noticed.
Sanchicha, she stands herself now over in the street. We have mooch sorrow we have to make the caballeros mooch tr-rouble to make disposition of his house. But what will you?" There was another awkward silence, and then Saunders, who had been examining the intruder with languid criticism, removed his pipe from his mouth and said quietly: "That's the woman you're looking for Jovita Mendez!"
"What do they say of me?" asked Pepita, without deigning to look up. "Men are all fools," grumbled Jovita; "and they think girls are fools too. They say you have a pretty face; and he thinks he can make a fool of you if you are not one." "Does he?" said Pepita, with a dimpling cruel little smile. "Let him come to-morrow to-night. Let him begin." "He will begin soon enough," Jovita answered.
The truth is that José knew it was what she remembered of her mother's unhappiness and what Jovita had told her, which was the foundation of all this. Did he not remember it himself, and remember, with a shudder, those first miserable years of their childhood the great, beautiful, wretched eyes of their mother, their gay, handsome father, and his careless cruelty and frequent brutality?
It is unnecessary to add that Jovita instantly ran away. Nor need I state the time made in the descent; it is written in the chronicles of Simpson's Bar. Enough that in another moment, as it seemed to Dick, she was splashing on the overflowed banks of Rattlesnake Creek.
They think they can have anything they want, and they can have nothing. They have to ask, and it is the girls who can say 'No; and then they are miserable, and beg and beg until one detests them. If any one said 'No' to me, I would not let them see it hurt me. They should think I did not care." "You will not always say 'No," grumbled Jovita. "Wait till the day for 'Yes' comes.
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