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"
José
!
"
he
cried
out
in
a
tone
of
surprise
in
which
pleasure
was
perceptible
--
"
you
here
?
"
"
Si
,
Señor
;
yo
estoy
.
"
"
Glad
to
see
you
,
good
José
.
The
Doña
Isidora
here
?
--
on
the
Leona
,
I
mean
?
"
"
Si
,
Señor
.
"
"
So
soon
again
!
She
was
here
scarce
two
weeks
ago
,
was
she
not
?
I
was
away
from
the
settlement
,
but
had
word
of
it
.
I
was
expecting
to
hear
from
you
,
good
José
.
Why
did
you
not
write
?
"
"
Only
,
Señor
Don
Miguel
,
for
want
of
a
messenger
that
could
be
relied
upon
.
I
had
something
to
communicate
,
that
could
not
with
safety
be
entrusted
to
a
stranger
.
Something
,
I
am
sorry
to
say
,
you
wo
n't
thank
me
for
telling
you
;
but
my
life
is
yours
,
and
I
promised
you
should
know
all
.
"
The
"
prairie
wolf
"
sprang
to
his
feet
,
as
if
pricked
with
a
sharp-pointed
thorn
.
"
Of
her
,
and
him
?
I
know
it
by
your
looks
.
Your
mistress
has
met
him
?
"
"
No
,
Señor
,
she
has
n't
--
not
that
I
know
of
--
not
since
the
first
time
.
"
