Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-07-06

sion OF intent ana unconscious absorption.
you are quite right, Don JOSE said
poindexter, with ironical concern. sit is
Mrs. Tucker. Your eyes do not deceive
you. She viii be glad TO do the hon0rs Of
her house." he continued, with a simula-
ton Of appealing TO her, sunless YOU visit
her on business, which 1 need not say
shall be only too happy to attend you, as
befOre.'
Don Jose, with a slight lifting Of the
eyebrows, allowed himself to become
conscious OF the lawyers meaning. stIt
is not Of business that come to kiss the
/ Sen0ra's hand to-day" be replied, with a
melancholy softness; sit is as neighbor.
to put myself at her disposition. Ali
/ what have we here for a ladyg' he con-
tinued, raising his eyes in depreciation of
I the surroundings; house of nothing, a
4 place Of winds and dry bones, without re-
4 freshments, or satisfaction, or delieacy.
4 The Sonora viii not refuse to make US
I proud this day TO send her Of that which
we have in our poor home at Los Gatos, to
make her more complete. OF what shall
/ it be! Let her make choice. Or if she
would commemorate this day by accept
/ ing Of our hospitality at Los Gat0s, until
she shall arrange herself the more to re-
eeive us here, we shall have too much
! honor
"The Sonora would only find 1t the
4 roof again after once leaving it for Don
/ Jose's hospitality" said Poindexter with
a demure glance at Mrs. Tucker. But the
I innuendo seemed TO lapse equally UNI
I needed by his fair client and the stranger.
I Raising her eyes with a certain timid
I dignity which Don J0se's presence seemed
! TO have called out, she addressed herself
I TO him.
"You are very kind and considerable,
Mister Santierra, and l thank you. l
I know that my husbandN-Shel let the clear
beauty Of her translucent eyes rest full on
both men-"wOuld thank you too. But l
shall not be here long enough to accept
/ your kindness in this house or in your
own. l have but one desire and object
now. 1t is TO dispose of this property
and indeed all l possess-to pay the debt
Of my husband. 1t is in your power,
perhaps, to help me. l am told that
you wish TO possess Los Cuervos," she
went on, equally obllvious Of the con-
seriousness that appeared in Don Jose's
face, and humorous perpleXity on the
brow Of Poindexter. at you can arrange
il with Mr.. PoindeXter, you will find me
liberal vender. That much you can do,
and know you will believe l shall be
grateful. You can do no more, unless il
be to say to your friends that Mrs. Belle
/ Tucker remains here only for that pur-
pose, and to carry out what she knows TO
be the wishes of her husband" She
paused, bent her pretty crest, dropped a
quaint curtsey to the superior age, the
silver braid and the gentlemanly bearing
Of Don Jose, and, with the passing sun
shine of smile, disappeared from the
corridor.
The two men remained silent for a mo-
ment, Don Jose gazing abstractedIy at the
door through which she had vanished, I'M
rot Of 10 Toll
ant smile, said, You have heard the
views OF Mrs. Tucker. You know the sit
uation as well as she does"
''Ah. yes-possibly better.''
Poindexter darted a quick glance at the
grave, sallow face Of Don Jose, but de-
tecting no unusual significance in his
manner, continued, '.As you see, she
leaves this matter in my hands. Let us
talk like business men. Have you any
idea of purchasing this property"
''Of purchasing-ah, no."
POindeXter bent his brOws. but quickly
relaxed them with a smile of humorous
forgiveness. ''If you have any other idea,
Don Jose, ought to warn you, as Mrs.
fuckers lawyer, that she is in legal pos
session here, and that nothing but her
own act can change that position"
''Ah-so."
Irrltated at the shrug which accom-
panied this, Poindexter continued haugh-
tily: "f l am TO understand, you have
nothing to say -
ITO say-ah, yes, possibly. But" he
glanced towards the door of Mrs. fuckers
room, mot here.' He stopped, appeared
10 recall himself, and with an apologize
smile, and studied but graceful gesture
OF invitation, he mOtioDed to the gateway,
and said, ''Will you ride!'
What can the fellow be up to-" NUT
Il Nc 81 q Tran
nod he proceeded TO remOunt his horse.
If he wasn't an old hiddlq0 I'd mistrust
him. No matter! Here gOes,2
The Don also remounted his half-broken
mustang; they proceeded in solemn ST.
lence through the corral, and side by side
emerged on the open plain. Poindexter
glanced around; no other being was in
sight. 1t was not until the lonely hacienda
had also sunk behind them that Don Jose
broke the silence.
You said just now we shall speak as
business men. say no, Don Marco; l
Will not. l shall speak-we shall speak
as gentlemen"
Go on said Poindexter, who was be-
ginning to be amused.
4 say just now will not purchase the
rancho from the Sonora. And why? Look
you. Don Marco;" he refined in his horse.
thrust his hand under his Serdpe, and drew
out folded document: This is why
With a smile Poindexter took the paper
from his hand and opened it. But the
smile faded from his lips as he read. With
blazing eyes he spurred his horse beside
the SpanIard, almost unseating him. and
said sternly, what does this mean"'
What aslGGes it meanf'' repeated Don
Jose. with equally flashing eyes. "Fn
tell you. 1t means that your client, this
man spencer Tucker, is a Judas trail
tor! 1t means that he gave Los Cueryos /
10 mis- mistress year ago, and that she
sold il to me-to me, you hear-lRe, Jose |
Santierra, the day before she left! 1t
means that the coyote of a Spencer, the
thief who bought these lands Of a thief,
and gave them to a thief, has tricked you
all. Look, he said, rising in his saddle,
holding the paper Ike a baton, and de-
timing with sweep OF his arm the wnoie
level plain, sail these lands were once
mine-they are mine again to-day. Do 1
want TO purchase Los CUervOs? you ask,
for YOU will speak OF the business. Well /
nsren. l have purchased Los CueryOs,
and here is the deed"
But it has never been recorded said
POindeNter. with a careleSsness he was
far from feeling.
s'Of a verify, no. Do YOU wish that
should record it?N asked Don Jose, with
a return of his simple gravity.
Poindexter bit his lip. You SAID we
were to talk like gentlemen he returned.
do YOU think you have come into pos
session of this alleged deed like gentle
man:'
Don Jose shrugged his shoulders. Il
found it tossed in the lap Of harlot.
bought it for a song. Eh-what would
you:''
"would you sell it again for a songT
asked POindexter.
ssAh. what is this:'' said Don Jose, lift
ing his iron-gray brows; ''but moment
ago we would sell eveFything-for any
money. Now we would buy. Is it sOf"
lone moment, Don jose" said Poin-
dexter. with n baleful light in his dark
ewes. s.Do understand that you are the
aIlv OF Spencer Tucker and his mistress
that you intend to turn this dOubly be-
trayed wife from the only roof she has to
cover herr"
.sAh. comprehend not. You heard her
say she wished to go. Perhaps itmay please
me to distribute largess TO these cattle
Wonder; do not say no. More she does
not ask. But you, Don Marco, Of lchOBl
are you advocates You abandon your
clients mistress for the wifsS-is it so:'
sWhat l may do you wile5learn here
after,'' said Poindexter, who had regained
his composure, suddenly refining up his
horse. "As our paths seem likely 70 d.
verge. they had better begin now. Good
morning."
sPatience, my friend. patience! All,