Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 37 of 100
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A VISIT FROM THE PADRE. 89 “Whether they want to or not they will be obliged to, as long as our government holds this country. ‘I shall not trouble myself any more about them at present, but will £0 to sleep. I believe that we will be released from this place in the morning, and allowed to #o our way.” “It seems as ef I can’t do any sleepin’ without old True- Center by my side, but I may as well try.” eee ers The two’ friends selected some blankets fYém the pile in the corner, laid down on the ground, and soon fi 4 asleep. Bill Ward, contrary to his usual habit, was restless and uneasy, but Bent slumbered soundly and peacefully, until he was aroused by the opening of the door. Both started up, and instinctively reached for their rifles. Not finding them, they arose and confronted the intruder, whom they recognized as Padre Abrojo, | ! “Do not be disturbed, my children ; there is no cause for alarm,” said the priest, as he examined the room by the aid of a small lamp which he carried in his hand. | “Tt ain’t our natur’ to git skeered,” replied Ward ; “ neither are we used to bein’ penned up in sech a hole as this. We are white men and Americans, and we want to know why you put us here, and when you are goin’ to let us out.” ) “All in good time, my friends. You should have patience. You are safe, #nd ho one harms you.” “That's jest what the gal said, but we don’t like to be Shet up here.” | Bik OIE Wie = “Who said it?” “The gal who took the young soger out.” “What girl? Who was she?” = “That Mexican gal, with the big black eyes.” “Her name is Dolores,” suggested Bent. — 7 tee The padre’s face darkened, but the cloud quickly vanished, as if he had chased it away. 3 . | * “ Perhaps,” said he, “she wished to show him how our Villagers ‘can dance. She has acted imprudently, for it would have been safer for your friend to remain with you, You were brought to this room because it is a place of security, ~ Bome of my countrymen are prejudiced against the Amer- leans, and they might trouble you if you were ‘straying about the pueblo.” .“ connicloooks.com