United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“I was wondering what had become of you all,” he said, as the others
gathered about him. “I have been taking a canter to the eastward.
Kamaiakan said this morning that one of the boys had brought news of a
cloud-burst in that direction. I rode far enough to ascertain that there
has really been something of the kind, and I think it has affected the
arroyo on the farther side of the little sierra. Now, I don’t know how
you gentlemen feel, but it occurred to me that it might be interesting
to make up a little party of exploration to-morrow. Would you like to
try it, Meschines?”
“To be sure I should!” the professor replied. “I imagine I can stand as
much of the desert as you can! And I want to catch a sidewinder.”
“Good! And you, Mr. Freeman?”
“It would suit me exactly,” said the latter. “In fact, I had been
intending to gratify my curiosity by making some such expedition on my
own account.”
“Ah!” said the general, eying him with some intentness. “Well, we may be
able to show you something more curious than you anticipate.--And now,
Senor de Mendoza, there is only you left. May we count on your company
into the desert?”
But the Mexican, with a bow and a grimace, excused himself. Scientific
curiosity was an unknown emotion to him; but he foresaw an opportunity
to have Grace all to himself, and he meant to improve it. He also wished
leisure to think over some plan for getting rid of Senor Freeman, in
whom he scented a rival, and who, whether a rival or not, had behaved to
him with a lack of consideration in the presence of ladies.
CHAPTER IV.
General Trednoke’s household went early to bed. As there was
more accommodation in the old house than sufficed for its present
inhabitants, it followed that each of them had a regal allowance of
rooms. And when Grace Parsloe became one of the occupants, she was
allotted two commodious apartments at the extremity of the left wing.
They communicated, through long windows, with the veranda in front, and
by means of doors with the passage, or hall, traversing the house from
end to end. If, therefore, she happened to be sleepless, she might issue
forth into the garden, and wander about there without let or hinderance
until she was ready to accept the wooing of the god of dreams; or, if
supernatural terrors daunted her, she could in a few seconds transfer
herself and her fears to Miriam’s chamber, which occupied the same
position in the right wing that hers did in the left.
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