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powerful Urrea family； he had found it easy to retain his
nationality； and yet live down envy and suspicion。 The rich
had shown him their gratitude with gold； the poor he had never
sent unrelieved away； and they had given him their love。
When in the second year of his residence he married Dona Maria
Flores； he gave； even to doubtful officials； security for his
political intentions。 And his future conduct had seemed to
warrant their fullest confidence。 In those never ceasing
American invasions between eighteen hundred and three and
eighteen hundred and thirty…two； he had been the friend and
succourer of his countrymen； but never their confederate；
their adviser； but never their confidant。
He was a tall； muscular man of a distinguished appearance。
His hair was white。 His face was handsome and good to see。
He was laconic in speech； but his eyes were closely observant
of all within their range； and they asked searching questions。
He had a reverent soul； wisely tolerant as to creeds； and he
loved his country with a passion which absence from it
constantly intensified。 He was believed to be a thoroughly
practical man； fond of accumulating land and gold； but his
daughter Antonia knew that he had in reality a noble
imagination。 When he spoke to her of the woods； she felt the
echoes of the forest ring through the room； when of the sea；
its walls melted away in an horizon of long rolling waves。
He was thinking of Antonia as he walked slowly to his home in
the suburbs of the city。 Of all his children she was the
nearest to him。 She had his mother's beauty。 She had also
his mother's upright rectitude of nature。 The Iberian
strain had passed her absolutely by。 She was a northern rose
in a tropical garden。 As he drew near to his own gates； he
involuntarily quickened his steps。 He knew that Antonia would
be waiting。 He could see among the thick flowering shrubs her
tall slim figure clothed in white。 As she came swiftly down
the dim aisles to meet him； he felt a sentiment of worship for
her。 She concentrated in herself his memory of home； mother；
and country。 She embodied； in the perfectness of their mental
companionship； that rarest and sweetest of tiesa beloved
child； who is also a wise friend and a sympathetic comrade。
As he entered the garden she slipped her hand into his。 He
clasped it tightly。 His smile answered her smile。 There was
no need for any words of salutation。
The full moon had risen。 The white house stood clearly out in
its radiance。 The lattices were wide open and the parlor
lighted。 They walked slowly towards it； between hedges of
white camelias and scarlet japonicas。 Vanilla； patchuli；
verbena； wild wandering honeysucklea hundred other scents
perfumed the light； warm air。 As they came near the house
there was a sound of music； soft and tinkling； with a
rhythmic accent as pulsating as a beating heart。
〃It is Don Luis； father。〃
〃Ah！ He plays welland he looks well。〃
They had advanced to where Don Luis was distinctly visible。
He was within the room； but leaning against the open door；
playing upon a mandolin。 Robert Worth smiled as he offered
his hand to him。 It was impossible not to smile at a youth so
handsome； and so charminga youth who had all the romance of
the past in his name； his home； his picturesque costume； and
all the enchantments of hope and great enthusiasms in his
future。
〃Luis； I am glad to see you； and I felt your music as soon as
I heard it。〃
He was glancing inquiringly around the room as he spoke； and
Antonia answered the look：
〃Mother and Isabel are supping with Dona Valdez。 There is to
be a dance。 I am waiting for you； father。 You must put on
your velvet vest。〃
〃And you； Luis？〃
〃I do not go。 I asked the judge for the appointment。 He
refused me。 Very well！ I care not to drink chocolate and
dance in his house。 One hand washes the other； and one cousin
should help another。〃
〃Why did he refuse you？〃
〃Who can tell？〃 but Luis shrugged his shoulders expressively；
and added； 〃He gave the office to Blas…Sangre。〃
〃Ah！〃
〃Yes； it is sonaturally；Blas…Sangre is rich； and when the
devil of money condescends to appear； every little devil rises
up to do him homage。〃
〃Let it pass； Luis。 Suppose you sing me that last verse
again。 It had a taking charm。 The music was like a boat
rocking on the water。〃
〃So it ought to be。 I learned the words in New Orleans。 The
music came from the heart of my mandolin。 Listen； Senor！
〃‘Row young oarsman； row； young oarsman；
Into the crypt of the night we float：
Fair； faint moonbeams wash and wander；
Wash and wander about the boat。
Not a fetter is here to bind us；
Love and memory lose their spell；
Friends that we have left behind us；
Prisoners of content；farewell！'〃
〃You are a wizard； Luis； and I have had a sail with you。
Now； come with us； and show those dandy soldiers from the
Alamo how to dance。〃
〃Pardon！ I have not yet ceased to cross myself at the affront
of this morning。 And the Senora Valdez is in the same mind as
her husband。 I should be received by her like a dog at mass。
I am going to…morrow to the American colony on the Colorado。〃
〃Be careful； Luis。 These Austin colonists are giving great
troublethere have been whispers of very strong measures。 I
speak as a friend。〃
〃My heart to yours！ But let me tell you this about the
Americanstheir drum is in the hands of one who knows how to
beat it。〃
〃As a matter of hearsay； are you aware that three detachments
of troops are on their way from Mexico？〃
〃For Texas？〃
〃For Texas。〃
〃What are three detachments？ Can a few thousand men put Texas
under lock and key？ I assure you not； Senor； but now I must
say adieu！
He took the doctor's hand； and； as he held it； turned his
luminous face and splendid eyes upon Antonia。 A sympathetic
smile brightened her own face like a flame。 Then he went
silently away； and Antonia watched him disappear among the
shrubbery。
〃Come； Antonia！ I am ready。 We must not keep the Senora
waiting too long。〃
〃I am ready also； father。〃 Her voice was almost sad； and yet
it had a tone of annoyance in it〃Don Luis is so imprudent；〃
she said。 〃He is always in trouble。 He is full of
enthusiasms； he is as impossible as his favorite； Don
Quixote。〃
〃And I thank God； Antonia； that I can yet feel with him。 Woe
to the centuries without Quixotes！ Nothing will remain to
them butSancho Panzas。〃
CHAPTER II。
ANTONIA AND ISABEL。
〃He various changes of the world had known；
And some vicissitudes of human fate；
Still altering； never in a steady state
Good after ill； and after pain delight；
Alternate； like the scenes of day and night。〃
〃Ladies whose bright eyes
Rain influence。〃
〃But who the limits of that power shall trace；
Which a brave people into life can bring；
Or hide at will； for freedom combating
By just revenge inflamed？〃
For many years there had never been any doubt in the mind of
Robert