A Daughter of the Dons Part 24
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"That doesn't prevent me from being properly grateful to you for your kindness," he hastened to say.
"What are they following you for?" she wanted to know.
d.i.c.k told her something of his experiences in the Rio Chama Valley without mentioning that part of them which had to do with Miss Valdes.
At the sound of Manuel Pesquiera's name the eyes of the girl flashed.
d.i.c.k had already noticed that his name was always to her a signal for repression of some emotion. The eyes contracted and hardened the least in the world. Some men would not have noticed this, but more than once Gordon's life had hung upon the right reading of such signs.
"You think that Mr. Pesquiera has hired them to watch you?" she suggested.
"Maybe he has and maybe he hasn't. Some of those willing lads of Miss Valdes don't need any hiring. They want to see what I'm up to. They're not overlooking any bets."
"But they may shoot you."
He looked at her drolly. "They may, but I'll be there at the time. I'm not sleeping on the job, Miss Kate."
"You didn't turn around once yesterday."
"Hmp! I saw them out of the edge of my eyes. And when I turned a corner I always saw them mighty plain. They couldn't have come very close without my knowing it."
"Don Manuel is very anxious to have Miss Valdes win, isn't he?"
d.i.c.k observed that just below the eyes two spots were burning in the usually pale cheeks.
"Yes," he answered simply.
"Why?"
"He's her friend and a relative."
It seemed to Gordon that there was a touch of defiance in the eyes that held to his so steadily. She was going to find out the truth, no matter what he thought.
"Is that all--nothing more than a friend or a relative?"
The miner's boyish laugh rippled out. "You'd ought to have been a lawyer, Miss Kate. No, that ain't all Don Manuel doesn't make any secret of it. I don't know why I should. He wants to be prince consort of the Valdes kingdom."
"Because of ... the estate?"
"Lord, no! He's one man from the ground up, M. Pesquiera is. In spite of the estates."
"You mean that he ... loves Valencia Valdes?"
"Sure he does. Manuel doesn't care much who gets the kingdom if he gets the princess."
"Is she so ... pretty?"
d.i.c.k stopped to consider this. "Why, yes, I reckon she is pretty, though I hadn't thought of it before. You see, pretty ain't just the word.
She's a queen. That is, she looks like a queen ought to but don't. Take her walk for instance: she steps out like as if in another moment she might fly."
"That doesn't mean anything. It's almost silly," replied the downright Miss Underwood, not without a tinge of spite.
"It means something to me. I'm trying to give you a picture of her. But you'd have to see her to understand. When she's around mean and little things crawl out of your mind. She's on the level and square and fine--a thoroughbred if there ever was one."
"I believe you're in love with her, too."
The young man found himself blus.h.i.+ng. "Now don't get to imagining foolishness. Miss Valdes hates the ground I walk on. She thinks I'm the limit, and she hasn't forgotten to tell me so."
"Which, of course, makes you fonder of her," scoffed Miss Underwood.
"Does she hate the ground that Don Manuel walks on?"
"Now you've got me. I go to the foot of the cla.s.s, because I don't know."
"But you wish you did," she flung at him, with a swift side glance.
"Guessing again, Miss Kate. I'll sure report you if you waste the State's time on such foolishness," he threatened gaily.
"Since you're in love with her, why don't you marry Miss Valdes and consolidate the two claims?" demanded the girl.
Her chin was tilted impudently toward him, but Gordon guessed that there was an undercurrent of meaning in her audacity.
"What commission do you charge for running your matrimonial bureau?" he asked innocently.
"The service comes free to infants," she retorted sweetly.
She was called away to attend to other business. An hour later she pa.s.sed the desk where he was working.
"So you think I'm an infant at that game, do you?"
"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," was her saucy answer.
"You haven't--not a mite. What about Don Manuel? Is he an infant at it, too?"
A sudden flame of color swept her face. The words she flung at Gordon seemed irrelevant, but he did not think them so. "I hate him."
And with that she was gone.
d.i.c.k's eyes twinkled. He had discovered another reason for her interest in his fortunes.
Later in the day, when the pressure of work had relaxed, the clerk drifted his way again while searching for some papers.
"Your lawyers are paid to look up all this, aren't they? Why do you do it, then?" she asked.
"The case interests me. I want to know all about it."
"Would you like to see the old Valdes house here in Santa Fe? My father bought it when Alvaro Valdes built his new town house. One day I found in the garret a bundle of old Spanish letters. They were written by old Bartolome to his son. I saved them. Would you care to see them?"
"Very much. The old chap was a great character. I suppose he was really the last of the great feudal barons. The French Revolution put an end to them in Europe--that and the industrial revolution. It's rather amazing that out here in the desert of this new land dedicated to democracy the idea was transplanted and survived so long."
"I'll bring the letters to-morrow and you can look them over. Any time you like I'll show you over the house. It's really rather interesting--much more so than their new one, which is so modern that it looks like a thousand others. Valencia was born in the old house. What will you give me to let you into the room?"
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