Frontier and pioneer life -- New Mexico -- Fiction; Ranching -- New Mexico -- Fiction
"Everyone except my contractor and me," Lee interjected, smiling a
tight smile.
The other nodded. "Except you, yes. And you're showing us that after
all it's not impossible. I shall never say again that anything is
impossible. If I ever have a big ditch to build, I shall insist, Mr.
Bryant, that you take charge. Then I would say, 'I should like to have
it built so and so, and by such a time,' and sit down at my desk and
think no more of it, knowing it would be built."
Bryant laughed softly. He could not help doing so. That naive avowal
from the one whom he considered his chief enemy tickled his fancy. And
presently Menocal, catching the humour of it, himself began to smile.
"I shouldn't be surprised if we have had a misconception of each
other," Lee stated.
"Ah, _cielos!_ That is nothing less than the truth. What a pity, too,
my young friend, that we could not have found it out earlier. Our
affair, perhaps--we might have reached a satisfactory agreement. This
winter work, it is costing you something."
"A good many extra thousand."
"And, alas, costing me even more! But it is too late now." He made a
tragic gesture. "It has gone too far. Within two or three weeks it
will be settled one way or the other. For you if the weather remains
good; for me if the weather becomes stormy." He again studied the
moving horses along the canal. "For me then--perhaps. You might not
allow even a great storm to stop you, in some way. This winter is
remarkable; there seem to be no storms to happen. You're very lucky."
"Yes, I am in that respect."
"Well, I've done all that I shall do in the matter. I've become quite
calm, fatalistic. There's nothing else to be." He gathered up his
reins.
"That's a good team you have," Lee remarked.
"Of the very best. I disliked to use them in this cold, but Charlie
had gone with the car to Kennard. Va! He is never at home any more. It
would be well if I made him drive a team on your ditch."
"Send him along; I'll give him a job," Lee said.
The banker shook his head.
"He would say I was crazy and he wouldn't come. He doesn't even attend
to matters that require attention. This winter he has been running too
much with idle men in town and spending money as if it took no effort
to get it, as if it could be picked off of weeds. It's very
perplexing. I am too easy with Charlie, I let him have his way too
much. I should put him in a pair of overalls for a while and say, 'You
are going out with a band of sheep; you have to work.' Several times
I've made up my mind to do that, but when the moment came I couldn't
say it. He isn't robust, he has always had the best of everything, and
he's been educated in a college."
"Cut off his allowance and take away his automobile. He would stay at
home and attend to business then," Lee offered.
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