Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1901-07-27

their purses shall make reparation. They
are all rich, these foreigners! For all the
split fodder they will also doubtless pay.
Is it not so, caballeroS?'
The Gallegan by this time had emerged
from the smaller private stable with a
good bushel measure OF straw with par
ley, which he carried on his head toward
the larger premises, where his masters
three steeds and his own round-barreled
Aragenese pony had been settled for the
night.
And while the three waited they talked
to all and Sundry. For Etienne had QueS-
tions to ask which bore no smrll relation to
the present preoccupation of his mind.
Concha-oh, yes, little Concha Cabszos
from Andalusia; certainly they knew her.
All the village knew her.
"a pretty girl and dances remarkably
WE'LL" said Esteban Perico complacently,
but holds her head too high for one In her
position"
II do not call that fault" said Etienne,
moving along the wooden settle In front Of
the venta door to make room for the huge
Gallegan. who at that moment strolled
up. He did this quite naturally, for In
Spain no distinctions of master or servant
venta benches.
mo, it is certainly no fault of Ccncha' s
that she keeps herself aloof,' said young
fellow in a rustic galliard's dress. He
twirled his mustachios with the air of one
who could tell sad tales of little Concha
If only he had the mind.
And why, sir?" cried Etienne, bristling
in a moment like a turkeycock. "Pray,
has the young lady vouchsafed you any
tokens of her regard?'
NAY, not to me-" said the local Don
Juan cautiously. "but If you are anxious
upon the question l advise you to apply to
Don Rafael de Flores, our alcalde's SON"
"What?" cried the Frenchman. rs he
her loyerg'
Her lover of many months" answered
Don Juan. Truly. you say right. And the
strange thing is that he got himself stab
bed for 1t. too, by that great oaf. Ramon
Garcia. whom they now call eel Sarria-'
Ha. ha! and he was as innocent as your
self all the time
ut happened thus" the youthful dandy
went on. "El Sarria came home late one
night. and when he arrived at his own
gable end. 10! there by the grille. where
the inside stairway mounts, was a youth
'pucking the lady turkey with his sweet
heart through broken bar, and that ap-
parently with great success and empresse-
ment. And the fool Ramon. his head be-
ing filled with his Dolores, never bethought
for moment that there might be another
pretty girl in the house besides his wife.
and SO, without waiting either Buenos' or
OLA click went Ramon's knife into the
lovers back! Such a pair Of fools as they
werer
And did this-this Rafael de Flores
die?" asked Etienne. divided between a
he might be baked Of his revenge.
die? No; he was about again. before
many weeks. But this foolish Ramon took
straightway to the hills. because he thought
that his wife was false, and that he had
killed her cousin and lover"
And even as Don Juan was speaking
these words a young man Of a slender form
and particularly 1.-the carriage dressed in
| the height of Madrid fashion. walked into
the cafe with smiling flourish OF his hat
| to the company.
"A glass of vermouth Esteban," he said,
| land il any Of these gentlemen will join me
| shall feel honored. Be good enough to
| tell them who am, Gaspar, my friend"
.'Senor cavaliers" said the valiant man OF
| Sarria, planting the butt of his blunderbuss
| firmly on the ground that he might lean
| make the important Introduction. this is
/ no other than the only son Of our rich and
| distinguished Alcalde, Senior Don Rafael
/ de Flores OF whom you have already heard
| some speech
And Gaspar, who knew his place, stood
/ back for the impressive civilities which
| followed. The jaws of the villagers dropped
| as they saw the three foreigners with one
/ accord raise their hats from their heads
/ and make each reverence after their kind
| RoHo the tragical Scot, swept back his
| sombrero brim In q grand curve as II II
bore a dropping plume. John Mortimer
/ Il down again as II he had q spite at the
! crown. while Dr.. Etienne turned out his
i toes and his elbows, as he bowed sharply
| at the waist with q severe and naughty
/ expression, without, however, taking his
hat from his head
II must do the honors, see." said Rolio
| laughing. "since we have no locai trum.
peter, to do II for US. (Where Ia the world
Is that sullsn dos our most faithful Cali