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She ran to her room and her mirror。 Both were small； the room little more luxurious than the cell of a nun。 But the roses hung over the window； the birds had built in the eaves； and over the wall the sun shone in。 In one corner was an altar and a crucifix。 If the walls were rough and white； they were spotless as the hands that shook out and then twisted high the fine dusky masses of hair。 When a fold had been drawn over either ear； in the modest fashion of the California maid and wife； and the tall shell comb had fastened the rest； Con… cha instead of finishing the headdress with her long Spanish pins； divested the stems of two half…blown roses of their thorns and thrust them obliquely through the knot。 Her dress was of simple white linen made with a very full skirt and little round jacket； but embroidered by her own deft fingers with the color she loved best。 She patted her frock； rolled down her sleeves； and went out to the 〃corri… dor〃 to stand demurely behind her mother as the Russians； escorted by Father Ramon Abella； rode into the square。
Rezanov had intended merely to pay a call of ceremony upon the hospitable Arguellos； but after he had dismounted and kissed the hands of the smiling senora and her beautiful daughter he was nothing loath to linger over a cup of chocolate。
It was served out there in the shade of the vines。 Rezanov and Concha sat on the railing； and the man stared over his cup at the girl with the roses touching her cheeks and ruffling her hair。
〃Do you like chocolate； senor？〃 asked Concha； who was not in the intellectual mood of yesterday。 〃I made it myselfI and my poor Rosa。〃
〃It is the most delectable foam I have ever tasted。 I am interested to know that it has the solid founda… tion of a name。 What is the matter with your Rosa？〃
〃She is an unfortunate。 Her lover killed his wife； and it is said that she is not innocent herself。 The lover serves in chains for eight years； and she is with us that we may make her repent and keep her from further sin。 She is unhappy and will marry the man when his punishment is over。 I am very sorry for her。〃
〃Fancy you living close to a woman like that！ I find it detestable。〃
〃Why？if I can do her goodand make her happy； sometimes？〃
〃Does she ever talk about her lifebefore she came here？〃
〃Oh； no； she is far too sad。 Once only； when I told her I would pray for her in the Mission Church； she asked me to burn a candle that her lover might serve his sentence more quickly and come out and marry her。 Will you light one for her to…day； senor？〃
〃With the greatest pleasure； if you really want your maid to marry a man who no doubt will mur… der her for the sake of some other woman。〃
〃Oh； surely not！ He loves her。 I know that many men love more than once； but when they are punished like that； they must remember。〃
〃Is it true that you are only sixteen？ Is that an impertinent question？ I cannot help it。 Those years are so few； and so much wisdom has gone into that little head。〃
〃Sixteen is quite old。〃 Concha drew herself up with an air of offended dignity。 〃Elena Castro； who lives on the other side； is but eighteen and she has three little ones。 The Virgin brought them in the night and left them in the big rosebush you see before the doorone at a time； of course。 Only the old nurse knew； the Virgin whispered it while she was saying a prayer for Elena； and early in the morning she came and found the dear little baby and put it in Elena's arms。 I am the godmother of the firstConchitita。 In Santa Barbara； where we lived for some years； Anita Amanda Carillo； the friend of Ana Paula； is married； although she is but twelve and sits on the floor all day and plays with her dolls。 She prays every night to the Virgin to bring her a real baby； but she is not old enough to take care of it and must wait。 Twelve is too young to marry。〃 Concha shook her head。 Her eyes were wise； and Rezanov noted anew that her mouth alone was as young as her years。 〃My father would not permit such a thing。 I am glad he is not anxious we should marry soon。 I should love to have the babies； though； they are so sweet to play with and make little dresses for。 But my mother says the Virgin does not bring the little ones to good girlspoor Rosa had one but it dieduntil their parents find them a husband first。 I have never wanted a husband〃 Concha darted a swift glance over her shoulder； but Santiago was in the clutches of the learned doctor and wishing that he knew no Latin； 〃so I go every day and play with Elena's babies； which is well enough。〃
Rezanov listened to this innocent revelation with the utmost gravity； but for the first time in many years he was conscious of a novel fascination in a sex to which he had paid no niggard's tribute。 In his world the married woman reigned； it was doubt… ful if he had ever had ten minutes' conversation with a young girl before； never with one whose face and form were as arresting as her crystal purity。 He was fascinated； but more than ever on his guard。 As he rode over the sand hills to the Mission she clung fast to his thoughts and he speculated upon the woman hidden away in the depths of that lovely shell like the deep color within the tight Castilian buds that opened so slowly。 He recalled the per… sonalities of the young officers that surrounded her。 They were charming fellows； gay； kindly； honest； but he felt sure that not one of them was fit to hold the cup of life to the exquisite young lips of Concha Arguello。 The very thought disposed him to twist their necks。
VI
The Mission San Francisco de Assisi stood at the head of a great valley about a league from the Presidio and facing the eastern hills。 Behind it； yet not too close； for the priests were ever on their guard against Indians more lustful of loot than sal… vation； was a long irregular chain of hills； break… ing into twin peaks on its highest ridge； with a lone mountain outstanding。 It was an imposing but forbidding mass； as steep and bare as the walls of a fortress； but in the distance； north and south； as the range curved in a tapering arc that gave the valley the appearance of a colossal stadium； the outlines were soft in a haze of pale color。 The sheltered valley between the western heights and the sand hills far down the bay where it turned to the south； was green with wheat fields； and a small herd of cattle grazed on the lower slopes。 The beauty of this superbly proportioned valley was further enhanced by groves of oaks and bay trees； and by a lagoon； communicating with an arm of the bay； which the priests had named for their Lady of SorrowsNuestra Senora de los Dolores。 The little sheet of water was almost round； very green and set in a thicket of willows that were green； too； in the springtime； and golden in summer。 Near its banks； or closer to the protecting Missionon whose land grant they were builtwere the com… fortable adobe homes of the few Spanish pioneers that preferred the bracing north to the monotonous warmth of the south。 Some of these houses were long and rambling； others built about a court； all were surrounded by a high wall； enclosing a gar… den where the Castilian roses grew even more lux