“And would that satisfy you?” Carlota asked.
“It would have to,” was the Don's answer.
“Oh! papa!” Rosario exclaimed.
“What then? Shall I go and shoot the old fool?”
“I believe he would enjoy that, he is so full of fight,” Victoriano said, recommencing his laughing.
“I fear his anger will not abate as long as the bruises of the reata remain painful,” Gabriel said, thoughtfully.
“Did you draw the lazo very tight?” Don Mariano asked.
“Not intentionally, but he himself did so by stooping forward as his horse galloped. Every time he did so the noose became more closely drawn until he could scarcely breathe.”
“This is a bad business, George,” the Don said to his son-in-law, who had remained a silent listener to all.
“Yes, sir; but let us hope that between Clarence and Mrs. Darrell they will pacify the old man. The thing now is to give him time to cool off his anger,” George replied.