Probably she and Dave had an understanding--it would be
natural. Well, Paloma was a nice girl and she would make a
splendid wife for any man.
For her part, Paloma was troubled by no uncertainty of purpose; it
did not seem to her at all absurd to go to her father's
assistance, and she was so eager to be up and away that the
prospect of a long evening's wait made her restless.
As usual, Ed Austin had not taken the trouble to inform his wife
of his whereabouts; Alaire was relieved to find that he was out,
and she decided that he had probably stayed at Tad Lewis's for
supper.
The women were seated on the porch after their meals when up the
driveway rode two horsemen. A moment later a tall figure mounted
the steps and came forward with outstretched hand, crying, in
Spanish:
"Senora! I surprise you. Well, I told you some day I should give
myself this great pleasure. I am here!"
"General Longorio! But--what a surprise!" Alaire's amazement was
naive; her face was that of a startled school-girl. The Mexican
warmly kissed her fingers, then turned to meet Paloma Jones. As he
bowed the women exchanged glances over his head. Miss Jones looked
frankly frightened, and her expression plainly asked the meaning
of Longorio's presence.
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