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“It was a long time ago. Don Gregorio he have his daughter Rosita here, and for her he will fill all thees rose garden and gif to her; for she like mooch to lif with the rose. She ees very pret-ty. You shall have seen her picture here in the casa. No? It have hang under the crucifix in the corner room, turn around to the wall–WHY, you shall comprehend when I have made finish thees story. Comes to them here one day Don Vincente, Don Gregorio’s nephew, to lif when his father die. He was yong, a pollio–same as Rosita. They were mooch together; they have make lofe. What will you?–it ees always the same. The Don Gregorio have comprehend; the friends have all comprehend; in a year they will make marry. Dona Rosita she go to Monterey to see his family. There ees an English warship come there; and Rosita she ees very gay with the officers, and make the flirtation very mooch. Then Don Vincente he is onhappy, and he revenge himself to make lofe with another. When Rosita come back it is very miserable for them both, but they say nossing. The warship he have gone away; the other girl Vincente he go not to no more. All the same, Rosita and Vincente are very triste, and the family will not know what to make. Then Rosita she is sick and eat nossing, and walk to herself all day in the rose garden, until she is as white and fade away as the rose. And Vincente he eat nossing, but drink mooch aguardiente. Then he have fever and go dead. And Rosita she have fainting and fits; and one day they have look for her in the rose garden, and she is not! And they poosh and poosh in the ground for her, and they find her with so mooch rose-leaves–so deep–on top of her. SHE has go dead. It is a very sad story, and when you hear it you are very, very mooch dissatisfied.”

It is to be feared that the two Americans were not as thrilled by this sad recital as the fair narrator had expected, and even Dick ventured to point out that those sort of things happened also to his countrymen, and were not peculiar to the casa.

“But you said that there was a terrible sequel,” suggested Cecily smilingly: “tell us THAT. Perhaps Mr. Bracy may receive it a little more politely.”

An expression of superstitious gravity, half real, half simulated, came over Dona Felipa’s face, although her vivacity of gesticulation and emphasis did not relax. She cast a hurried glance around her, and leaned a little forward towards the cousins.

“When there are no more young people in the casa because they are dead,” she continued, in a lower voice, “Don Gregorio he is very melank-oaly, and he have no more company for many years. Then there was a rodeo near the hacienda, and there came five or six caballeros to stay with him for the feast. Notabilimente comes then Don Jorge Martinez. He is a bad man–so weeked–a Don Juan for making lofe to the ladies. He lounge in the garden, he smoke his cigarette, he twist the moustache–so! One day he came in, and he laugh and wink so and say, ‘Oh, the weeked, sly Don Gregorio! He have hid away in the casa a beautiful, pret-ty girl, and he will nossing say.’ And the other caballeros say, ‘Mira! what is this? there is not so mooch as one young lady in the casa.’ And Don Jorge he wink, and he say, ‘Imbeciles! pigs!’ And he walk in the garden and twist his moustache more than ever. And one day, behold! he walk into the casa, very white and angry, and he swear mooch to himself; and he orders his horse, and he ride away, and never come back no more, never-r-r! And one day another caballero, Don Esteban Briones, he came in, and say, ‘Hola! Don Jorge has forgotten his pret-ty girl: he have left her over on the garden bench. Truly I have seen.’ And they say, ‘We will too.’ And they go, and there is nossing. And they say, ‘Imbecile and pig!’ But he is not imbecile and pig; for he has seen, and Don Jorge has seen; and why? For it is not a girl, but what you call her–a ghost! And they will that Don Esteban should make a picture of her–a design; and he make one. And old Don Gregorio he say, ‘madre de Dios! it is Rosita’–the same that hung under the crucifix in the big room.”