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Updated: June 24, 2025
There was considerable talk on her part about being bored with Kennard and how happy she would be when she was married, but it was on the surface. She's really waiting for something I'm not able to divine. I'm reminded when I observe her of a card-player studying a hand before the cards begin to fall." "Where is she to-night? With Charlie Menocal?" "With Gretzinger." "Gretzinger back?"
I guess a Mexican is supposed to be really white, isn't he?" "Those having pure Spanish blood," the engineer explained. "Nearly all the ones around here that I've seen have more Indian in them than anything else, however, with a dash of other races perhaps. From the glimpse I had of Menocal, I'll venture to say he has Red men among his ancestors."
"Charlie Menocal hasn't said anything about it lately." "Knowing Charlie, I'm amazed," he commented. Ruth resumed her seat and proceeded to toast her toes anew. Her glances from time to time were directed at Lee's countenance somewhat speculatively. Several times she smoothed her dress with slow attention. Lee continued his deliberate smoking.
In the lobby of the hotel he ran across Charlie Menocal, who gave him a venomous look and passed into the bar without speaking. What the young fellow might feel or think gave Lee no concern, though he might have taken warning from that hostile regard.
Two hundred thousand is a lot of money. I, too, shall plan." The prospect of ousting an intruder who had challenged his family's right to control what it wished here, who indeed had the audacity to attempt to robe the effort under a claim of legality, appealed to young Menocal as an undertaking most attractive.
Bryant's voice struck the other like the lash of a whip, and the half-drunken youth instinctively fell back a pace, so that Lee could pass with his charge into the house. But as Louise was about to follow Menocal seized her arm. "Girlie, you're not going to throw me down? You'll be good to me and come "
"You're not to let this fellow over there waiting for us get away, Morgan," Lee stated. "I'll freeze on to him." They went along the snowy path toward camp, coming up with Menocal, who waited until they arrived and then accompanied them toward Bryant's office. "Have a letter for you from Ruth," he said. "Had a terrible time getting up from Kennard.
He had not put on coat or collar; his short figure appeared more than ever obese; his sweeping white moustache divided his plump, shiny brown face; and his air was that of one who must put up with vexatious interruptions because of the important position he filled. "You wish to speak with me?" he asked, shortly. "That's why I'm here," Bryant returned. Menocal gazed at him owlishly for a time.
Charlie Menocal, who after his sleep had read a few chapters in a novel, went out of the shaded room where he had reposed and into the garden. There he discovered his father in talk with Joe García. "What's going on?" he exclaimed. "Lost a horse, or a wife or something, Joe?" "No, Charlie; this is business," García said, with a grin. Menocal continued to give his instructions to the latter.
My wife and I run up once in a while to see if they're comfortable." Then he added, "Perhaps I had best confess that Imogene had told me of what you were at up there, and of your involvement with Mr. Menocal. So this thing isn't wholly new to me." Bryant returned to the hotel, well satisfied with the progress he had made.
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