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“
I
hef
some
converzations
mit
Herran
,
”
Hooven
called
after
him
.
“
He
doand
doo
ut
bei
hisseluf
,
den
,
Mist
’
r
Derrick
;
ach
,
no
.
I
stay
bei
der
rench
to
drive
dose
cettles
.
”
He
climbed
back
to
his
seat
under
the
wagon
umbrella
,
and
,
as
he
started
his
team
again
with
great
cracks
of
his
long
whip
,
turned
to
the
painters
still
at
work
upon
the
sign
and
declared
with
some
defiance
:
“
Sieben
yahr
;
yais
,
sir
,
seiben
yahr
I
hef
been
on
dis
rench
.
Git
oop
,
you
mule
you
,
hoop
!
”
Meanwhile
Presley
had
turned
into
the
Lower
Road
.
He
was
now
on
Derrick
’
s
land
,
division
No
.
I
,
or
,
as
it
was
called
,
the
Home
ranch
,
of
the
great
Los
Muertos
Rancho
.
The
road
was
better
here
,
the
dust
laid
after
the
passage
of
Hooven
’
s
watering
-
cart
,
and
,
in
a
few
minutes
,
he
had
come
to
the
ranch
house
itself
,
with
its
white
picket
fence
,
its
few
flower
beds
,
and
grove
of
eucalyptus
trees
.
On
the
lawn
at
the
side
of
the
house
,
he
saw
Harran
in
the
act
of
setting
out
the
automatic
sprinkler
.
In
the
shade
of
the
house
,
by
the
porch
,
were
two
or
three
of
the
greyhounds
,
part
of
the
pack
that
were
used
to
hunt
down
jack
-
rabbits
,
and
Godfrey
,
Harran
’
s
prize
deerhound
.
Presley
wheeled
up
the
driveway
and
met
Harran
by
the
horse
-
block
.
Harran
was
Magnus
Derrick
’
s
youngest
son
,
a
very
well
-
looking
young
fellow
of
twenty
-
three
or
twenty
-
five
.
He
had
the
fine
carriage
that
marked
his
father
,
and
still
further
resembled
him
in
that
he
had
the
Derrick
nose
—
hawk
-
like
and
prominent
,
such
as
one
sees
in
the
later
portraits
of
the
Duke
of
Wellington
.
He
was
blond
,
and
incessant
exposure
to
the
sun
had
,
instead
of
tanning
him
brown
,
merely
heightened
the
colour
of
his
cheeks
.
His
yellow
hair
had
a
tendency
to
curl
in
a
forward
direction
,
just
in
front
of
the
ears
.
Beside
him
,
Presley
made
the
sharpest
of
contrasts
.
Presley
seemed
to
have
come
of
a
mixed
origin
;
appeared
to
have
a
nature
more
composite
,
a
temperament
more
complex
.
Unlike
Harran
Derrick
,
he
seemed
more
of
a
character
than
a
type
.
The
sun
had
browned
his
face
till
it
was
almost
swarthy
.
His
eyes
were
a
dark
brown
,
and
his
forehead
was
the
forehead
of
the
intellectual
,
wide
and
high
,
with
a
certain
unmistakable
lift
about
it
that
argued
education
,
not
only
of
himself
,
but
of
his
people
before
him
.
The
impression
conveyed
by
his
mouth
and
chin
was
that
of
a
delicate
and
highly
sensitive
nature
,
the
lips
thin
and
loosely
shut
together
,
the
chin
small
and
rather
receding
.
One
guessed
that
Presley
’
s
refinement
had
been
gained
only
by
a
certain
loss
of
strength
.
One
expected
to
find
him
nervous
,
introspective
,
to
discover
that
his
mental
life
was
not
at
all
the
result
of
impressions
and
sensations
that
came
to
him
from
without
,
but
rather
of
thoughts
and
reflections
germinating
from
within
.
Though
morbidly
sensitive
to
changes
in
his
physical
surroundings
,
he
would
be
slow
to
act
upon
such
sensations
,
would
not
prove
impulsive
,
not
because
he
was
sluggish
,
but
because
he
was
merely
irresolute
.
It
could
be
foreseen
that
morally
he
was
of
that
sort
who
avoid
evil
through
good
taste
,
lack
of
decision
,
and
want
of
opportunity
.
His
temperament
was
that
of
the
poet
;
when
he
told
himself
he
had
been
thinking
,
he
deceived
himself
.
He
had
,
on
such
occasions
,
been
only
brooding
.
Some
eighteen
months
before
this
time
,
he
had
been
threatened
with
consumption
,
and
,
taking
advantage
of
a
standing
invitation
on
the
part
of
Magnus
Derrick
,
had
come
to
stay
in
the
dry
,
even
climate
of
the
San
Joaquin
for
an
indefinite
length
of
time
.
He
was
thirty
years
old
,
and
had
graduated
and
post
-
graduated
with
high
honours
from
an
Eastern
college
,
where
he
had
devoted
himself
to
a
passionate
study
of
literature
,
and
,
more
especially
,
of
poetry
.
It
was
his
insatiable
ambition
to
write
verse
.
But
up
to
this
time
,
his
work
had
been
fugitive
,
ephemeral
,
a
note
here
and
there
,
heard
,
appreciated
,
and
forgotten
.
He
was
in
search
of
a
subject
;
something
magnificent
,
he
did
not
know
exactly
what
;
some
vast
,
tremendous
theme
,
heroic
,
terrible
,
to
be
unrolled
in
all
the
thundering
progression
of
hexameters
.
