Emerson's Wife and Other Western StoriesKelly, Florence Finch
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Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories
Kelly, Florence Finch
Western stories
But during that moment the Indian with the gray hair and the wrinkled
face stood in front of the _placita_ doors and looked at them with
evident interest. When they went indoors he shut his thin lips close
together, crossed to the other side of the street, and leaned against the
column of a _portal_ while he watched the doors and windows of the
Governor's residence.
It was only a few minutes until Lieutenant Wemple appeared again and
walked rapidly away. For army discipline must be remembered and
maintained, even in times of peace and days of love. The old man gazed
at him until he disappeared around a corner, and then crossed the street
and knocked at the Coolidge door. Colonel Kate herself opened it and at
once held out her hands in welcome, crying, "_Entra_! _Entra_!" She
seized his hands and drew him in, pouring forth a voluble welcome in
Spanish. He did not give much heed to her words, but coldly asked, in
the same tongue:
"Where is my daughter?"
Barbara, in the next room, heard his voice, and her first unthinking
thrill of pleasure was quickly followed by a sinking of her heart which
chilled and saddened her happy face. Intuitively she knew what would
happen.
"She is here," Mrs. Coolidge replied. "She will be so glad! Barbara!
Come quickly! Here is some one very anxious to see you!"
The girl came slowly and stood before her father with downcast eyes. His
piercing glance ran over her dress, and then he grunted in severe
disapproval.
"Go, put on your own clothing. Then stand before your father."
"Yes, dear," chimed in Colonel Kate soothingly, "you must seem very
strange to him in that dress,--scarcely like his daughter. Put on your
native costume and come back to us quickly."
Barbara went to her room and Mrs. Coolidge began to tell her visitor,
with her most charming enthusiasm and with all the delighted expletives
which her knowledge of Spanish made possible, of Barbara's success, of
her love affair, and of how very desirable the match would be. The old
man listened quietly to the end, looked at her steadily for a moment in
silence, and then spoke:
"No!"
Colonel Kate's eyes opened wide in amazement at the word. "What! Don
Ambrosio! Surely--"
"He wishes to marry her?" the old man broke in.
"Indeed he does! He told me so scarcely ten minutes ago. He is very
much in love with her and she with him!"
"No!" repeated the Indian emphatically. "It cannot be!"
"Surely, senor, you do not understand! You could not find a more
desirable husband for Barbara! Why, he is a lieutenant in the army, a
first lieutenant, too, and his position will take her into any society
she wishes to enter. He has money enough to keep her well, and he loves
her devotedly!"
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