But Firio proceeded fixedly to finish what he had to say.
"She has a big sadness, which makes her ride to the pass. She rides out so she can ride back smiling."
"Firio, don't mistake your imagination for divination!" Jack warned him.
As Firio did not understand the meaning of this he said nothing. Probably he would have said nothing even if he had understood.
"I'll show you the nature of the big sadness and that the devil is a joy devil when we harvest our first crop of alfalfa," Jack concluded. "Then I shall make a holiday! Then I shall be a real rancher and something is going to happen!"
"The trail!" exclaimed Firio, and the soft light in his eyes flashed. "Sí! The trail and the big spurs and the revolver in the holster!"
"No!"
But Firio said "Sí"! with the supreme confidence of one who holds that belief in fulfilment will make any wish come true.