Agueda looked on listlessly as Felisa's large trunk and basket trunk and Don Noé's various boxes and[Pg 188] portmanteaus were deposited with reproachful thumps9 upon the floor. The peons who had carried them, shining with moisture, dripping streams of water, wiped their brows with hardened forefingers10, and snapped the drops from nature's laboratory off on to the ground. They had carried the luggage slung11 upon poles across country. For this duty six or eight of them were required, for there was no cart road the way that they must come, as the broad camino ran neither to the boat landing, nor extended to the plantation12 of San Isidro.
The men stood awkwardly about. One could see that they were expectant of a few centavos in payment for this unusual labour. Don Noé kept himself religiously secluded13 upon the corner of the outer veranda. He well knew that the luggage had arrived. The struggle up the steps, the shuffle14 of men's feet, the scraping sort of hobble from callous15 soles, reached his ear. The heavy setting down of boxes shook the uncarpeted bare house, but Don Noé was consciously oblivious16 of all this. He had come to pay a long visit, and thus redeem17 a depleted18 bank account. Should he begin at the first hour to throw away money among these shiftless peons? Beltran had doubtless plenty of them. Such menial work came within the rule of the general demand. To be sure, he had brought many small boxes and portmanteaus. Don Noé thought[Pg 189] it a sure sign of a gentleman to travel with all the small pieces that he and a porter or two could carry between them.
A good-sized trunk would easily have held Don Noé's wardrobe, but there was a certain amount of style in staggering out of a car or off a steamer, loaded down with a parcel of canes19, fishing-rods, and a gun-case, while the weary servant, who did not care a fig20 for glory, stumbled along behind with portmanteaus, bags, and hat boxes. It is quite true, as Felisa sometimes reminded Don Noé, that he had never caught a fish or shot a bird. Style, however, is a sine qua non, and reputation, however falsely obtained, if the methods are not exposed, stands by a man his whole life long. Self-valuation had Uncle Noé. From his own account, he was a very remarkable21 man. And as he usually talked to those who knew nothing of his past, they accepted his statements, perforce, as the truth.
The dripping peons hung about the steps. Their shirts clung to their shoulders, but those the sun would dry. Don Noé sat quiet as a mouse upon the angle of the outer veranda.
Agueda came toward the lingerers.
"It is you that need not wait, Eduardo Juan, nor you, Garcia Garcito. The Don Beltran will see that you get some reward."
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"A ching-ching?" suggested the foremost, slyly.
"I suppose so," said Agueda, wearily.
She retraced22 her steps along the veranda, the men trooping after. Past all the long length of the sleeping-rooms went Agueda, until she reached the storeroom. The door of this she opened with a key which hung with the bunch at her waist. She entered, and beckoned23 to Garcia Garcito to follow.
"Lift down the demijohn, you, Garcia Garcito, and you, Trompa, go to Juana for a glass."
Garcia Garcito entered, and raising his brawny24 arms to the shelf overhead, grasped the demijohn and set it upon the table. Trompa returned with the glass. Agueda measured out a drink of the rum for each as the glass was emptied by his predecessor25. The men took it gratefully. Each as his turn came, approached the filter standing26 in the comer, watered his dram, and drank it off, some with a "Bieng," others—those of the better class—with a bow to Agueda, and a "Gracia." Eduardo Juan, more careless than the rest, snapped the drops from his drained glass upon the spotless floor, instead of from the edge of the veranda to the grass, as the others had done.
"Eduardo Juan, you know very well that that rudeness is not allowed here. Go and ask Juana for a cloth that is damp, that you may wipe those spots."
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Eduardo Juan smiled sheepishly, and loped off to the wash-house. He returned with the damp cloth, got down upon his knees, and rubbed the floor vigorously.
"De Se?ora 'Gueda maake de Eduardo Juan pay well for his impertinences," laughed the peons.
"Bastante! Bastante!" said Agueda.
Eduardo Juan obeyed as if Agueda were the house mistress. Such had been Don Beltran's wish, and the peons were aware of it. Then Eduardo Juan jumped to the ground, and followed the other peons where they had disappeared in the direction of the stables.
When he no longer heard the scuffle of feet, Don Noé tiptoed down the veranda, and entered the room which had been assigned to him. He aroused Felisa from a waking doze27 on that borderland where she hovered28 between dreams and actuality.
She was again seated upon the aparejo. The bull was plunging29 through the forest, or with long strides crossing some prone30 giant of the woods. Beltran was near; his kind eyes gazed into hers. His arm was outstretched to steady her shaking chair. His voice was saying in protecting tones, "Do not be afraid, little cousin; you are quite safe." A pleasurable languor31 stole through Felisa's frame, a supreme32 happiness pervaded33 her being. She felt that she had reached a safe haven, one of[Pg 192] security and rest. Her father had never troubled himself very much about her wishes. She had been routed out of this town, that city, according to his whims34 and the shortness or length of his purse. A dreamy thought floated through her brain that he could not easily leave this place, so difficult of access, more difficult of egress35; so hospitable36, so free! The sound of Don Noé's short feet stamping about in the adjoining room aroused Felisa from her lethargy. The absence of a carpet made itself obvious, even when an intruder tried to conceal37 the knowledge of his presence. Felisa now heard, in addition to the noise of tramping feet, the voice of Don Noé, fiercely swearing, and scarcely under his breath.
"Ten thousand damns," was what he said, and then emphasized it with the sentence, "Ten thousand double damns." This being repeated several times, the number mounted rapidly into the billions. Ah! This was delightful! Don Noé discomfited38! She would, like a dutiful daughter, discover the reason.
Felisa sprang from her bed, a plump little figure, and ran quickly to the partition which separated her father's room from her own. This partition did not run up all the way to the roof. It stopped short at the eaves, so that through the open angle between the tops of the partition boards and the[Pg 193] peak of the roof one heard every sound made in an adjoining room. She placed her eye to a crack, of which there were many. The boards had sprung apart in some places, and numerous peep-holes were thus accorded to the investigating.
A scene of confusion met Felisa's gaze. All of Don Noé's portmanteaus were open and gaping39 wide. They were strewn about the floor, alternately with his three hat boxes, the covers of which had been unstrapped and thrown back. From each one shaking masses of bright and vari-colored flowers revealed themselves.
"That dam' girl!" said Don Noé, under his breath.
Felisa chuckled40. Her only wonder was that by replacing her father's belongings41 with her own, and transporting her numerous gay shade hats thus sumptuously42, her methods had not been discovered before.
At each change of consequence, from boat to train, from horseback to carriage, Don Noé had suggested unpacking43 a change of headgear for himself. Felisa had, with much prudent44 forethought, flattened45 an old panama and laid within it a travelling cap. These, with filial care, she had placed in the top of her own small steamer trunk. With one excuse or another, she had beguiled46 Don Noé into using them during the entire trip. At Tampa it had been a secret joy to her to see the poor man[Pg 194] struggling out of the train laden47 with the hat boxes in which her own gorgeous plumage reposed48 uninjured. In crossing to the island, in taking the train to the little town where the small steamer was waiting to carry them to their goal, and again, during their debarkation49 and stowing away in the little schooner50 which carried them across the bay to the spot where Don Beltran was to meet them, she had seen with supreme satisfaction the care with which her millinery was looked after, while Don Noé's assortment51 of hats was crowded into a small space in her own Saratoga.
"I knew it, I knew it," whispered the chuckling52 Felisa. And then, aloud, "What's the matter, Dad?"
Don Noé answered not. He was impatiently and without discrimination hauling and jerking the clothes from an open portmanteau. Each shirt, pair of trousers, necktie, or waistcoat was raised in air, and slapped fiercely down on the floor with an oath. Don Noé was not a nice old man, and his daughter relished53 his discomfiture54.
"Oh, damn!" he said, for the twentieth time, as he failed of jerking a garment from the confines of a tray, and sat down with precision in an open hat box. Some pretty pink roses thrust their heads reproachfully upward between his knees. There was discernible, from the front, a wicked look of[Pg 195] triumph in Don Noé's small eyes. He revelled55 in the feeling that he was sinking, sinking down upon a bed of soft and yielding straw.
"So I say," concurred56 Felisa, as the last exclamation57 left Don Noé's lips. She sprang away from the partition and flew out of the doorway58, along the veranda, and into her father's room.
"Get up at once!" she said. "Dad, do you hear? Get up at once. That is my very best, my fascinator! Get up! Do you hear me?"
She stamped her stockinged foot upon the bare floor. The pain of it made her the more angry. Don Noé sank still further, smiling and helpless.
"Get up at once!"
Two of the peons had returned along the outer veranda. They still hoped to receive a reward for their work of the morning. They lounged in at the shutter59 opening, and looked on with a pleased grin. The disordered room spoke60 loudly of Don Noé's rage; the crushed flowers and the stamp of the foot, of the Se?orita's fury.
Felisa raised her eyes to the ebony faces framed between the lintels. She could not help but note their picturesque61 background, the yellow green of the great banana spatules, through which the tropic sunshine filtered.
"Come in here, you wretches62, both of you! How dare you laugh!"
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Eduardo Juan thrust a bony hand inside and unbuttoned the lower half door. He pushed through, and Paladrez followed him. They entered with a shuffle, and stood gazing at Don Noé. He, in turn, grinned at them. He was paying Felisa double—aye, treble-fold—for packing his hats in some close quarter, where, as yet, he knew not. Perhaps she had left them behind. A crack of the hat box! He was sinking lower.
"If you don't care for my best hat, Dad, I should think you would not wish to ruin your own hat box." Then, turning to Eduardo Juan, "Pull him out at once!"
Don Noé, certain that he had done all the damage possible, stretched out appealing hands. The men seized upon those aristocratic members with their grimy paws, and pulled and tugged63 his arms nearly out of their sockets64. They got him partly to his feet, the box and flowers rising with him. Felisa saw that there was no chance of resurrection for the hat, the ludicrous side of the situation overcame her, and she laughed unrestrainedly.
"Knock it off, confound you!" screamed Don Noé, in a sudden access of rage. Felisa's return of good temper made him furious. She danced round him, taunting65 and jibing66. "The biter bit," she sang, "the biter bit."
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"Take something, anything, knock it off!" shouted Don Noé again.
Palandrez, with a wrench67, tore off the cover of the hat box and released the prisoner.
"You've ruined my hat!" "You've ruined my hat box!" screamed father and daughter in unison68. He shook his fist in her face.
"Get out of my room, every man jack69 of you!"
The gentle peons fled, a shower of garments, boots, and brushes following them. The room looked like the wreck70 of all propriety71 and reserve.
"Don't you think you've made spectacle enough of yourself?" asked Felisa, and with this parting fling she flew from her father's presence, and fell almost into the arms of Don Beltran, chance having thus favoured him. He held her close for a moment before he released her. She was pink and panting from these two contrasting experiences.
"He is often like that." She spoke fast to cover her embarrassment72. "Did you ever know him before, cousin? If you did, I wonder that you asked us here."
Beltran smiled. He did not say that the visit had been self-proposed on Don Noé's part. His smile contracted somewhat as a heavy walking-shoe flew out through the open doorway and knocked the panama from his head. As Beltran stooped and recovered the hat, Felisa glanced at him [Pg 198]shamefacedly. She noticed the wet rings of hair, streaked73 faintly with early grey, which the panama had pressed close to his forehead.
"I remember hearing that Uncle Noé was a young man with a temper," he said. "The family called it moods." He recalled this word from the vanishing point of the dim vista74 which memory flashed back to him at the moment. As Beltran spoke he glanced apprehensively75 at the open square in the palm-board exterior76 of the casa.
"Let us run away," he said, smiling down at the girl.
"Until he is sane77 again," agreed Felisa. She plunged78 into her room and caught up the discarded shoes; then springing from veranda to the short turf below, she ran with Beltran gaily79 toward the river. A bottle of ink shot out through the opening, and broke upon the place where they had stood.
"He is a lunatic at times," said Felisa, with a heightened colour. There was a drop upon her eyelash which Beltran suddenly wished that he dared have the courage to kiss away.
"I shall hurt my feet," she said, stopping suddenly. She dropped the shoes upon the ground, thrust her feet into them, and started again to run, her hand in Beltran's. The sun was scorching.
He took his broad panama from his head and[Pg 199] placed it upon hers. It fell to her pretty pink ears.
She laughed, his laughter chimed with hers, and thus, like two happy children, they disappeared within the grove80 which fringed the river bank.
Agueda saw them as they crossed the hot, white trocha. She saw them as they entered the grove.
"And that is the little child," she said aloud, "the little child." Then, with a sudden painful tightening81 at the heart, "I wonder if he knew." So quickly does the appearance of deceit excite distrust which has no foundation to build upon.
Beltran had known no more certainly than Agueda herself the age of this unknown cousin. He was guiltless of all premeditation, but to say that he was not conscious of an unmistakable joy when he found this charming young girl at the landing, and knew that she would live under the same roof with him for an indefinite period, would be to say that which is not true. Beltran was a victim of circumstances. He had not desired a change. He had not asked for it, yet when it came he accepted it, welcomed it perhaps. Had the choice between the known and the imagined been given him, he would have sought nothing better than his, until now, happy environment. "It is fate," thought Beltran.
When the cousins reached the river, Beltran[Pg 200] parted the branches for Felisa, and she slipped out of the white heat into a soft-toned viridescence of shade. A path ran downward to the river shore. It was cut parallel with the water's flow. The path was overshadowed by thick branches. Mangoes, mamey trees, and mahoganies were there. The tall palm crowned all in its stately way. The young palms spread and pushed fan-like across the path, in intimate relation now with human kind. The time would come when no one would be able to lay a finger tip upon their stiff and glossy82 sprays, when their lofty tufts would look down from a vantage point of eighty or a hundred feet upon the heads of succeeding generations.
Felisa ran down the sloping path and seated herself, all fluff and laces, upon the slope of the bank. She sank into a bed of dry leaves, through which the fresh green of new-born plants was springing.
"Not there, not there!" cried Beltran, sharply. "You never know what is underneath83 those foot-deep leaves. Come down here, little cousin. I have a bench at the washing-stone."
They descended84 still lower. Her hand was still in the one by which he had raised her from the bank.
"You have closed the bench quite off from the river, cousin, with those hateful wires. I cannot get at the water or even at the broad stone there." Felisa spoke petulantly85.
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Beltran gazed down into the pretty face. The eyes, though not large, held the dancing light of youth. The upturned little nose and the broad mouth would not serve to make a handsome older woman, but the red lips pouted86 over white and even teeth, a rose flush tinted87 the ear and cheek, colourless curly tendrils escaped from under the large hat.
Felisa's clothes, that most important factor in a man's first attraction toward a woman, were new and strange, and of a fashion that Beltran knew must be a symptom of modernity. He was utterly88 unconscious that a certain fascination89 lay in those wonderful great figures of colour sprawling90 over a gauzy ground of white. He would have denied that the ribbon knot at the waist, and its counterpart upon the left shoulder, had any particular charm for him, or that the delicate aroma91 of the lavender of an old-fashioned bureau, which emanated92 from those filmy ruffles93 with every motion of the restless little body, had anything to do with his being so drawn94 toward her.
Felisa seated herself and stretched out her feet, encased in a black silk mystery of open work and embroidery95. He knelt and tied the silken laces. When he had finished this absorbing task he bent96 suddenly lower and pressed his lips to the instep above. Felisa withdrew it quickly, blushing. She[Pg 202] knew nothing of such vigourous love-making as this. The northern birds were more wary97.
"My hat," she said, "please get me one."
Beltran turned and ran up the path.
"I did not dream that I should like him so much," said Felisa softly, as she gazed after him.
Beltran ran swiftly to the casa and bounded up on to the veranda. Felisa's door reached, he hesitated. Agueda stood within the room, holding a hand-glass before her face. She was gazing at her reflection. At the well-known step she started. What hopes arose within her breast! He was coming back, the first moment that he was free, to tell her that she must not mind his attentions to his cousin, that they were necessary. She would meet him with a smile, she would convince him that that hateful jealousy98, which had been tearing at her vitals for the past hour or two, had no part within her being. Ah! after all her suspicion of him, she was still his first thought! She started and dropped the glass. She turned toward him, a smile of welcome parting her lips.
Beltran hardly looked at Agueda.
"A hat! a bonnet99, anything!" he said. "Give me something quickly!"
She took from the table the gay hat in which Felisa had arrived, and placed it in his outstretched hand, but she did not look at him again. He[Pg 203] almost snatched it from her. Was not Felisa waiting bareheaded down there by the river? He sprang to the ground and hastened across the trocha. After he had entered the grove, he buried his face among the flowers, which exhaled100 that faint, evanescent fragrance101 which already spoke to him of her. Agueda sighed and placed the silver-backed mirror upon the table. Had one asked her what she had been searching for in its honest depths, she could hardly have told. Perhaps she had been wondering whether with such aids to beauty as Felisa had, she would not be as attractive. Perhaps looking to see if she had grown less sweet, less lovable in these few short hours.
"Juana," she called. "Juana!" The old crone hobbled forth102 quickly from the kitchen at Agueda's sharp tone. It was new to her.
"Make this room tidy," ordered Agueda. Juana wondered at the harsh note in Agueda's voice. The girl herself was unconscious that she had spoken differently than she had been wont103 to do, but she was filled with a defiant104 feeling, a fear that now the others would not treat her with the respect which Don Beltran had always demanded of them. That new pain was accountable. At the sharp note in her voice, Juana had looked inquiringly, but Agueda raised a haughty105 head and passed along the veranda to her own room.
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Felisa heard Beltran returning. Her quick ear noted106 every movement, from the hurried run across the potrero and the trocha to his pushing back with impatient hand the low-sweeping branches and his hasty footfall down the path. She wondered if this new blossoming in her heart were love? She had never felt so since those first early days of adolescence107, when as a young girl her trust had been deceived, ensnared, entrapped108, and left fluttering with wounded wings. Should she love him? Was it worth her while? Her first word was a complaint. Experience had taught her that complaisance109 is a girl's worst enemy.
"Why did you place those wires there, cousin?"
For answer Beltran came close and looked down upon her shining head. Suddenly he took her in his arms and kissed her. She struggled, for she was really somewhat indignant.
"And may not cousins kiss?" asked Beltran. "Those wires were placed there to prevent the little child whom we—I—expected from falling into the river. You are scarce larger than the little child—whom we—I—pictured, but oh! how infinitely110 more sweet!"
He twisted one long brown finger in the ring of hair which strayed downward nearly to her eyes. Felisa withdrew her head with a quick motion. She was experiencing a mixture of feelings. She[Pg 205] had come here to San Isidro with a purpose, and now, within two short hours of her arrival, she found that her purpose marched with her desires. Don Noé had said, "Felisa, do you remember your Cousin Beltran, your mother's nephew?"
"No, papa, how could I remember him? I never saw him. I have seldom heard of him."
"Ah, yes, I know," returned Don Noé, with the sudden awakening111 of the semi-centenarian to the fact that he is communing with a second generation. "Well, that wretched old grandfather of yours, old Balatrez, cut your mother off because she married me!"
"Had he seen the hat boxes?" asked Felisa, who had a humour of her own.
"Don't be impertinent. All that fine property has gone to Beltran, just because your mother married me! She was sister to Beltran's mother, your aunt, as you know. Now, Felisa, I intend to have that fortune back."
"How, papa? Do you intend to call upon my cousin to stand and deliver?"
"I intend you to do that, Felisa."
"I am tired of being poor, too, papa."
Felisa considered a shrinkage from eighteen to eight new gowns a summer a distinct sign of poverty. When Don Noé drew in his horns as to expenditures112, the young foreign attaché who had[Pg 206] all but proposed to him for the hand of Felisa relaxed his attentions. Felisa had hoped to be a countess, but a title is no guarantee of perennial113 or even annual bread and butter, and those indispensable articles some one must provide. At the close of Don Noé's remarks, which were too extended to be repeated, Felisa had said, "I am quite ready for your cousin-hunt, papa."
A feeling akin4 to shame swept through her as she sat there and recalled this conversation, and realized what this new intimacy114 with Beltran meant to her—what it might mean in the days to come, for that he loved her at once and irrevocably her vanity gave her no chance to doubt, and she knew now that she was beginning to find this impetuous lover more than attractive. One who knew Felisa thoroughly115 would have said that she was beginning to care for him as much as it was in her nature to care for any one but herself.
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