Now that
I think of it, they were alone together for a day and a night. I
begin to wonder--"
Longorio breathed an oath and swung his long legs over the edge of
the bed. "You have poisoned my mind. A whole day and night, eh?
That is bad. What happened? What kind of a fool is her husband? I
cannot bear to think of this! See, I am beside myself. Caramba! I
live in paradise; I come flying on the wings of the wind, only to
learn that my blessed divinity has a lover. If only my excellent
Blanco had shot this fellow Law instead of that Guzman! If only I
could lay hands upon him here in Mexico! Ha! There would be
something to print in the American papers." He began to dress
himself feverishly, muttering, as he did so: "I will permit no one
to come between us. ... The thought kills me. ... You bring me bad
news, Jose, and yet I am glad you came. I accept your offer, and
you shall be my man henceforth; ... but you shall not go out to be
shot by those rebels. No, you shall return to Las Palmas to be my
eyes and my ears, and, when the time comes, you shall be my hands,
too. ... I will avenge your cousin Panfilo for you, my word on
that. Yes, and I will make you a rich man.
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