9/16 This morning I sent Valencia to learn the truth, and if you were in danger--Perhaps I could have done little, but I should have tried to save you," he added simply. "I should not like a clash with the gringos--pardon, Senors; I speak of the class whom you also despise." Jose laughed and swept the strings harshly with his thumb. "The clash will come, Don Andres, whether you like it or not," he said. "This morning I saw one more unasked tenant on your meadow, near the grove of alders. What they call a 'prairie schooner.' A big, red-topped hombre, and his woman--gringos of the class I despise; which includes"-- again he flung his thumb across the guitar string--"all gringos!" Jack's lips opened for hot answer, but Don Andres forestalled him quietly. |