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Updated: June 21, 2025
As he bent me backwards on to the bed near the pillow, I took my right hand from his arm, snatched the revolver from under the pillow, thrust it into his face between the eyes, and fired. He fell forwards, a great hole torn in his forehead, from which a river of blood poured, joining the bright ribands and with them making a sea of crimson. I looked across him to where Suzee lay motionless.
"I! I!" said Suzee, with virtuous indignation, "be put on paper like that? I would die first." Her face had thickened all over as the blood went into it. Her eyes looked stormy, alluring.
"You may think so, Suzee," I said; "but in our country, and many others, these 'things, as you call them, are not only very much looked at, but also admired, and bought and sold for great sums. What do you see so very bad in it?" Suzee ventured to peer through her fingers with both eyes at the fearful object. "Dreadful!" she exclaimed again, quickly shutting her fingers.
"Oh yes, Meester Treevor, sit down," and she came hastily forward to rearrange them for me with Oriental politeness. I sat down, drawing up my legs as I best could, and pointed to a place beside me. "Come and sit down, Suzee," I said; "I have something to show you now." She came and sat beside me, but not very close, with her knees raised and her smooth lissom little hands clasped round them.
I had had an idea that he might attack Suzee, but voice and face showed he was in a different mood. Suzee clung to my hand on her knees, crying and trembling. "Go and sit over there," he said peremptorily to her, pointing to the other side of the glade, far enough from us to be out of hearing. She did not move, only clung and shivered and wept as before. I bent over her, loosening my hand.
Suzee seemed more interested in the stalwart figure of our forward boatman and the play of his fine muscles under the smooth brown skin of his shoulders where the sun struck them. Had I loved her more I should have been angry; as it was, I was only amused, and glad of anything that occupied her attention and relieved me of the necessity of listening and replying to her childish chatter.
Why, I thought you would be in the arms of the fair Suzee by this time." "So I might have been," I answered, looking up from the sketch, "but I got put off somehow, so I left her and went to church instead!" Morley burst out laughing. "You are the funniest fellow," he exclaimed, taking his seat beside me on the ground and clasping his hands round his knees. "So Suzee has offended you, has she?
Suzee had recovered from the shock with a few day's rest and care, and as soon as she was better we had started on a tour through the country places of Mexico, and as it grew colder we had worked downwards to the gulf of Vera Cruz in the Tierra Caliente, or Hot Lands, and now were making a stay here on the coast, caught by the beauty of palm and sea and shore.
I asked, looking across at her as we sat at luncheon. Suzee looked grave. "I didn't think of that," she said. The great fault of the less guilty half of humanity it does not think! and the other half thinks evil. "Well, think now," I said sharply. "Would you like to have your inside torn out for a gaping crowd to laugh at, to be tortured to death for their Sunday diversion?
Suzee gave a shriek of pain and dismay as she saw the beloved jewels flash through the air and disappear in the darkness, and rushed to the window as if she would jump after them. Fearing she might call to the passers-by below and create a disturbance, I took her by the shoulder and pulled her back into the room. Then I shut the window and bolted it above her head.
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