I was in madness. I would have flown to
La Feria but--I could not."
"My husband will thank you for your great courtesy to me," Alaire
managed to say.
But the mention of husbands was not agreeable to one of Longorio's
sensitiveness, and his face betrayed a hint of impatience.
"Yes, yes," he agreed, carelessly. "Senor Austin and I must know
each other better and become friends."
"That is hardly possible at present. When the war is over--"
"Bah! This war is nothing. I go where I please. You would be
surprised to greet me at Las Palmas some day soon, eh? When you
tell your husband what a friend I am he would be glad to see me,
would he not?"
"Why--of course. But surely you wouldn't dare--"
"And why not? Las Palmas is close to the river, and my troops are
in Romero, directly opposite. Mexico is not at war with your
country, and when I am in citizen's clothes I am merely an
ordinary person. I have made inquiries, and they tell me Las
Palmas is beautiful, heavenly, and that you are the one who
transformed it. I believe them. You have the power to transform
all things, even a man's heart and soul. No wonder you are called
'The Lone Star.
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