[The Gringos by B. M. Bower]@TWC D-Link bookThe Gringos CHAPTER IX 3/11
Yet men will drive their prairie schooners to a spot which pleases them and say: 'Here, I will have this place for my home.' That is not lawful, or right." Ten steps in the rear of them Teresita was laughing her mocking little laugh that still had in it a maddening note of tenderness.
Dade tried not to hear it; for so had she laughed at him, a week ago, and set his blood leaping towards his heart.
He was not skilled in the ways of women, yet he did not accuse her of deliberate coquetry, as a man is prone to do under the smart of a hurt like his; for he sensed dimly that it was but the seeking sex-instinct of healthy youth that brightened her eyes and sent the laugh to her lips when she faced a man who pleased her; and if she were fickle, it was with the instinctive fickleness of one who has not made final choice of a mate. Hope lifted its head at that, but he crushed it sternly into the dust again; for the man who rode behind was his friend, whom he loved. It is to be feared that the voice of the girl held more of his attention than the complaint of the don, just then, and that the sting of injustice under which Don Andres squirmed seemed less poignant and vital than the hurt he himself was bearing.
He answered him at random; and he might have betrayed his inattention if they had not at that moment caught sight of the interlopers. Valencia had not borne false witness against them; the emigrants were indeed cutting down trees.
More, they were industriously hauling the logs to the immediate vicinity of their camp, which was chosen with an eye to many advantages; shade, water, a broad view of the valley and plenty of open grass land already fit for the plow, if to plow were their intention. A loose-jointed giant of a man seated upon the load of logs which two yoke of great, meek-eyed oxen had just drawn up beside a waiting pile of their fellows, waited phlegmatically their approach.
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