“Yes, that would be awful,” agreed Rose, joining her sister at the window and looking out with her. “But wouldn’t it be nice if it forgot to be winter sometime, and summer kept right on? That’s the way it is in the tropics, I s’pose. Why don’t the inventors invent a way to spread summer all over? Spring and summer and fall and then spring right off.”
“Of course, we couldn’t ever play in the snow,” Ruth remarked.
“I Hum-mm.”
“And it would be funny to have Christmas in summer.”
“Yep, that’s true. I guess bits of winter are imperative2.”
“What’s imperative?”
“I guess it means nice, very nice. Yesterday Marmie said we needed to have the kitchen done over, and Dad said ‘yes that’s imperative, and so are two new horses.’ So it must mean something nice.”
Ruth nodded. “All the same, there’s much too much winter; it’s a greedy thing, taking such a lot out of the year. I’d like to get somewhere where it only lasts a few days.”
“Perhaps the fairy would take us to a place like that,” Rose put in. “We haven’t seen her for a long time.”
“Maybe she’d take us to California.... Oh, Rose, perhaps we could go and see Ramona!”
“Which simply proves that listeners do hear good of themselves,” said the voice of Fairy Honeysqueak.
“Oh, fairy, have you been here long?”
“What do you suppose made you think of me, you funny dears?”
“Can’t we really think of you till you get here? That’s part of the magic, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it’s part of the magic. And so you were wishing for summer, eh? Or at least for summer weather.”
“We want to visit Ramona. Marmie read us 205all about her while we were still sick, and we did like her so much. And though we didn’t like the old Señora, the Moreno Ranch4 must be beautiful, even if they do raise sheep. Poor Ramona, we do love her so much!”
“Well,” said the fairy, “you’ll love her all the more after seeing her. But you’d better not say too much about being Americans, because you know the old Señora hasn’t the slightest use for you.”
“I know—but she never really knew a nice American, did she? Some of those Americans weren’t a bit nice, and I don’t wonder she thought we were pretty bad. But Ramona won’t mind, will she?”
“I don’t think she will,” and the fairy slipped her leaf-cool hands into theirs. “So shut your eyes, girls, and we’ll find out.”
The next thing the two girls knew they found themselves on the trellised walk that led from the brook5 to the veranda6 in front of the house, the delightsome place where stood the great red jars in which the Señora grew her huge geraniums, her yellow musk7 and sweet-smelling carnations8. The white, adobe9 walls of the house, bowered10 in climbing and blossoming vines, showed here and there between the tangled11 grape leaves that grew so luxuriantly over the trellis. Behind them sounded sweetly the murmur13 of the brook, mingled14 with the subdued15 laughter and chatter16 of the maids 206who were at their labour of washing the linen17, and with the singing of many birds.
Rose and Ruth each drew in a long, rapturous breath.
“I guess this is where summer is born,” said Ruth.
“It smells like the middle of a rose,” agreed her sister. “But come on, probably Ramona is on the veranda waiting for us.”
They sauntered up the wide walk, and presently reached the arched veranda, where, in that raised portion at the westernmost end where the Señora spent most of her time, the sisters saw two figures bending over a large bird-cage. One of these, in its scanty18 black gown with a piece of lace draped mantilla-wise over her head and shoulders, was surely the Señora. The other, slender, youthful, in white, must be Ramona.
Just as the girls set foot on the steps that led from path to veranda, this white-clad figure turned, and the next instant came running to meet them ... Ramona!
Their hearts leaped to meet her, the gentle, adorable young thing, with her blue-black hair hanging so straight, her olive skin beautifully flushed, her deep blue eyes that seemed black under the thick, long lashes19. And how sweet was her voice as she made them joyfully20 welcome.
“This is indeed a happiness,” she said, “and the Señora too is glad that you can come, for Don Felipe has been eager to see you. Will you come up and speak to the Señora at once?”
“Yes,” returned Rose, “but it is you, Ramona, whom we love. Will the Señora let us spend this day with you?”
“Doubtless she will consent—” and the girl turned to precede them up the steps.
The Señora turned slowly to meet the three. Her dark eyes met theirs serenely21, but coldly. She did not seem very much interested.
“Ramona will take care of you, my children,” she said. “I have given her permission for this day to leave her duties in the house—it is nothing,” she added, as the two visitors began to thank her. “Ramona does not often see any one of her own age and station.”
Evidently the Señora took them for the daughters of some Mexican landholder. Both breathed a little sigh of relief. The old lady looked so dark and quiet among the radiant flowers, which tossed their heads in the wind as though they were laughing, that she made the two young Americans feel afraid of her. As Ruth said later, she felt like winter, and they didn’t want anything to do with winter.
“Felipe is busy just now,” the Señora finished, “but he will join you in the court, when you come in for the noon meal.” She bowed her head, dismissing them.
“And the birds?” asked Ramona, hesitating.
“Oh, the birds ...” the Señora turned to the 208cage, where several little brown and green birds were hopping22 about and chirping23. “I will attend to them, Ramona.”
The three girls turned away, running down the steps into the garden. Never had Rose and Ruth imagined that one place could hold so many flowers. And beyond the garden came orchards25 of oranges and almonds, also in flower.
“How wonderful—Oh, Ramona, do you always live in the thick of such a storm of flowers?”
“Almost always, Ruth, there are flowers, more than can be numbered. But this is spring, you know, and best of all. But we must hurry ... I have something to do ... I need your help.”
“What is it?” asked both girls. They saw that Ramona seemed troubled. They had stopped under a group of pepper trees, whose feathery foliage26 waved gracefully27 in the breeze. Beyond them rose the hills, blue and serrated against the deep sky. Behind, from the elevation29 they had reached, the house was plainly visible, long and low, white and green, a lovely sight amid its spreading gardens and meadows. Figures were moving about, dressed in white and pink and blue, girls at their work.
Ramona sighed.
“I do not know whether I am doing right,” she said, “but how could I refuse? See, I have a basket hidden here that we must take with us.” She bent30 down and from a tangle12 of fern leaves pulled out a covered basket.
Rose and Ruth were excited. This looked like an adventure.
“Tell us, Ramona. What are you going to do?”
“We must go to the hills and hurry, for the Señora expects us back by noon. There is hidden a poor man, running from Americans who say he has stolen a horse—they are bad men, they lie....” Ramona’s eyes flashed.
“Why don’t you tell the Señora?”
“This Indian was here last year working for the Señora, and somehow he displeased31 her. It was not really his fault, but the Señora would not allow him to explain. I am afraid that if she knew he were here now she might not let him go on.”
All this while the girls had been following a narrow, vague path that wound among the eucalyptus32 trees and was evidently rarely travelled. Ramona led the way with the basket on her arm, promising33 to let Rose take it when it began to tire her. Presently the path plunged34 into a thicket35 of wild mustard, which Rose and Ruth recognised at once. The filmy golden flowers floated high above their heads, and the fine branching stems and leaves made an intricate tangle through which it was slow work to force a passage. But the beauty and fragrance36 intoxicated37 the youngsters.
“What a wonderful land!” Rose exclaimed. “You have never seen winter, have you, Ramona?”
Ramona laughed. “We think we have winter here, when the nights grow chilly38 and there are 210not so many flowers, but I have heard of lands where everything dies and is covered with white cold snow, like that on the mountain-tops. That I have never seen. It must be sad.”
“Well, no, not so sad in some ways,” Ruth answered, and the two sisters launched out into a description of winter sports that made Ramona open her great eyes very wide.
They now reached a little brook, which they crossed, and found themselves among the foothills, threading along a little cañon where occasional trees clambered up the broken sides and stood boldly against the sky.
“He is hiding here,” Ramona said. Raising her voice, she gave a clear call.
From a little further on came an answer, and presently, on a rock some way up the trail, the girls saw a man standing39. He disappeared, and then came into view again, heading toward them.
Ramona stopped, setting down the basket.
“Poor fellow,” she said. “He has a hard trip before him, he is going to join relatives and must cross desert land to reach them. It is hard, the way the Indians are treated.”
“Why are so many people cruel?” Ruth wondered. “When you read history or even stories, it seems as if the world were full of cruel people.”
“I guess they like to write about the cruel ones more than the kind ones,” Rose explained. “What made them say this Indian had stolen a horse?”
Ramona told them that the Americans were chasing the Indians from their homes, and that sometimes they accused them of doing things in order to get rid of them, or to kill them. “They wanted this man’s farm, and this was the easiest way to get it,” she added, bitterly. For the gentle Ramona was moved to the depths of her, and had heard many a sad tale told over the sheep-shearings and among the servants.
The Indian came up at this moment, looking rather doubtfully at Rose and Ruth.
“These are my friends, and have helped me carry this to you,” Ramona said, giving him the basket. “But I fear it is too little to help you far. Will you find any one else on the way?”
“Back among the mountains there will be some. May the Saints bless you, Señorita. My horse is rested, and I must go at once.” He looked gravely at the two sisters. “They accused me of stealing my own horse, the horse I had raised from a colt,” he said. “There is no place left for the Indians now, none at all! They must die ...”
“No, no,” cried Ramona, “things will get better, there will be a happier time for you all. Now you must go. If any enquire40 after you, I shall know how to send them back.”
The Indian whistled, bringing up to him a graceful28 black horse with white feet and nose that trotted41 fearlessly forward and stopped close at his side. He smiled at the girls.
“She knows me, it seems,” he said. “We are not strangers, eh?”
“What a darling she is,” Rose answered, “and as much of a pet as a dog. I should think she did know you. Come, girls, let’s help him pack her.”
Quickly they all set to work to pack the contents of the basket on the mare42 in such a way as not to interfere43 with her being ridden. And, as they were all young and the sun shone and the soft wind blew fragrance at them up the valley, they were soon laughing together. The Indian told them how he had reared the horse, and how fleet she was, forgetting his trouble in answering their questions.
Everything was finished, and he shook hands with all three and then slipped into the saddle.
They stood watching as he threaded his way up the cañon until he reached a turning high up. There he stopped an instant, waving a salute44, which they returned. The next moment he disappeared.
“I pray that all may be well with him,” murmured Ramona. “And now we must hasten back. We have barely time to get to the house.”
Much relieved at the fortunate ending of the adventure, the girls set off merrily on the homeward track. Ramona took them another way that brought them to a road. It was shorter, and since they did not fear to be seen now there was 213no need of keeping in the cover of the wild mustard.
“We have no time to push our way through that,” Ramona told them. “There is only a mile on this road, and then we gain a path through the orange orchard24 straight home.”
But they had not gone far before a cloud of dust warned them that horsemen were coming. Ramona quickly hid the empty basket in the green thicket beside the road, and the three girls walked quietly on.
It took but a few more minutes for the riders to meet them. There were three rough-looking men who pulled up their horses with a jerk.
“Hello, girls,” called one of these men, “tell me, ain’t ye seen an Indian goin’ this way? Must of passed here about sun-up this morning.”
“We see many Indians,” replied Ramona. “But we have seen none pass here this morning. What do you want with an Indian?”
“Never mind what we want,” returned the man, grinning at his companions. “He’ll find that out when we get him. Ain’t seen him, hey? How long have you been out here?”
“We have been watching the shepherds driving in the sheep from the meadows since dawn, and now we are on our way home through the orange orchard. If he had passed here we should have seen him, I think.”
“Look here, he’s a hoss-thief,” interrupted another of the men, “and we don’t want any foolin’ 214about this. He must have come this way—there ain’t no other.”
“Go on, then, and find him,” said Ramona, calmly. “But are you so sure there is no other way?”
“Hold on,” said the first man. “Is there another way? And where the h—— is it?”
Ramona gave him a scornful glance, ably seconded by her two young friends. The girls’ hearts were thumping46, but they never quivered, and continued to walk on toward the ranch.
But the man wheeled his horse so that it blocked their way.
“Look here, you got to show us that trail,” he said, and there was a menace in his voice. “We ain’t ridin’ for fun.”
The girls stopped. No one was to be seen on the road in either direction. What would Ramona do?
To their surprise she smiled gently at the man. “You do not need to talk in that way,” she said. “I will tell you how to find the trail. But I am the Señorita Ortegna and not a servant, to be commanded.”
With a laugh, the men all swept off their sombreros.
“We ain’t doin’ any commandin’,” said the first who had spoken, “but we’d like to know 215where that trail leads off, if you don’t mind tellin’.”
Ramona laughed too.
“About two miles back, you passed a group of adobe huts, did you not?”
“Ride around behind them and to the left. You’ll see two old live-oaks growing close together a little way ahead, and to the right of them the trail leads off to the mountains.”
“That’s the stuff! Much obliged, I’m sure, Señorita—didn’t get all the rest of it. Sorry to leave you, girls,” and he gave them all three a bold smile, as he swung his horse around and galloped49 away with his two companions.
“Crickey! but I wish his horse would throw him!” grunted50 Rose. “If he isn’t a brute51 I never saw one. But how about it, Ramona? Will he be able to catch up with the Indian? I guess not, with all the start he has, and his horse is better than theirs, too.”
“It will be a long time before he catches the Indian that way,” smiled Ramona. “That trail leads into a blind cañon, and after they have ridden to the end, which will take them all day, they will have to ride back. They will be three sick men before they get back where they came from.”
“Ramona, you’re a wonder!” Rose laughed for the joy of it, Ruth joining in delightedly. 216“Won’t they be mad clean through, though! It makes me feel good to think of it!”
“That is all very well,” remarked Ramona, laughing too, “but it is getting late, and time we were home. Here, this is where we turn into the orchard.”
Under the trees they hastened their steps, and presently saw a boy on horseback coming toward them. He waved his hat on catching52 sight of them, and spurred his horse in their direction.
“It’s Felipe,” explained Ramona. “The Señora has perhaps sent after us, and he has been seeking. Are we late, Felipe?” she called, as he came nearer.
He rode up, bowing and smiling. A handsome boy, dark of feature and hair and slender of build, graceful as a cat.
“The Señora is troubled at your long absence, and sent me out to find you, Ramona,” he told her. “These, then, are your friends? It is a pleasure to meet them.” Dismounting, he kissed the girls’ hands gallantly53 and yet with entire absence of affectation.
“It was lucky my riding in this direction,” he remarked, “but the orange trees are so sweet now, and I know how Ramona loves them, so I thought she might have led you this way.”
So, chattering55 easily together as though they had been friends for years, the four young people 217reached the house. On one of the verandas56 that surrounded the inner court the lunch table had been set out, and here the Señora awaited them.
“You are late,” she said, in her soft, slow voice, “I hope you have enjoyed the walk you have had. Sit down, and we will eat our refreshments57 before it grows too warm for comfort.”
They ate the delicious Mexican dishes in silence, for the Señora did not encourage talking. She spoke47 a gracious word every now and then, to be sure, but to the girls she seemed to be thinking of something far off! There was a gloom around the Señora that reached the hearts of all who came near her. They were glad when the luncheon58 was over, and they were left to themselves, the Señora retiring into her own room.
It was a thrilling thing to watch the sheep being penned, for that is where Ramona and Felipe took the girls that afternoon. Wherever they went there was a greeting and a smile for Ramona, who seemed sunshine itself. Not a shepherd but called to her, not a maid but came to her for a word. As the sheep were crowded into the pens, with much laughter from the men and a deal of excited shouting, and with endless bleating59 by the frightened animals, new flocks coming in all the time from the hills and meadows, it seemed to Rose and Ruth that the world had fairly turned into sheep.
“What heaps and heaps!” exclaimed Ruth. 218“Ramona, I think sheep are more fun than cattle, after all. Only I wouldn’t dare say that at home.”
“No, they haven’t any use for sheep out our way,” Rose agreed. “Oh, see them coming in there! And look at Felipe!”
For Felipe was everywhere, ordering this man, helping60 that one, laughing, shouting. Now he came running toward the girls.
“We shall have a splendid yield this year, I feel sure,” he cried. “The sheep are in fine condition, and have grown fat. And what a number of lambs! Juan says it will be the best season we have had in years.”
The sun was setting as the last of the sheep were driven into the pens. A cool breeze blew in from the west, sweet with innumerable perfumes, and in the trees the mocking birds began to sing, while huge fireflies flew diamond-bright over the fields and among the branches of the trees. Ramona slipped her arms affectionately round Rose and Ruth.
“This has been a happy day,” she whispered. “And it is good to know that the Indian is now safely away beyond the hills.”
And that was all—the visit to Ramona was over.
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ranch
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| adj.易传染的，有魅力的，迷人的，接住 | |
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| 感情，激情； 缰( rein的名词复数 )； 控制手段； 掌管； （成人带着幼儿走路以防其走失时用的）保护带 | |
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| n. （机器振动发出的）咔嗒声，(鸟等)鸣，啁啾 adj. 喋喋不休的，啾啾声的 动词chatter的现在分词形式 | |
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| v.（羊，小牛）叫( bleat的现在分词 )；哭诉；发出羊叫似的声音；轻声诉说 | |
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