Carlota
“Juan, the vaquero I had sent ahead, had reached Dos Hermanos and had returned to meet us. He brought with him two litters, as well as horses and vaqueros.
The water was shallow, so we crossed the San Luis without trouble. There was no moon, but we knew the trail. Before midnight we were on the open mesa and Dos Hermanos lay in front of us.
Pine torches burned along the walls. The big gate was open; servants were running everywhere; the eagle was screaming. My grandmother stood in the courtyard,... where more torches burned. As the two litters were carried through the gate, she looked at me and said fiercely, "This is your fault. Without you, Don Saturnino would not have ridden off to fight an army. A foolhardy act, and one you did not discourage." I did not answer, knowing that words were of little use. But I wondered if she were not right, that if in some way the fault could be mine.
Don Saturnino and the soldier lay quietly on the pine-bough litters. The soldier had said a word or two from time to time that I did not understand.MoreLess
The water was shallow, so we crossed the San Luis without trouble. There was no moon, but we knew the trail. Before midnight we were on the open mesa and Dos Hermanos lay in front of us.
Pine torches burned along the walls. The big gate was open; servants were running everywhere; the eagle was screaming. My grandmother stood in the courtyard,... where more torches burned. As the two litters were carried through the gate, she looked at me and said fiercely, "This is your fault. Without you, Don Saturnino would not have ridden off to fight an army. A foolhardy act, and one you did not discourage." I did not answer, knowing that words were of little use. But I wondered if she were not right, that if in some way the fault could be mine.
Don Saturnino and the soldier lay quietly on the pine-bough litters. The soldier had said a word or two from time to time that I did not understand.MoreLess
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