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But
a
little
while
longer
does
Isidora
remain
upon
the
spot
--
her
anger
giving
place
to
a
profound
chagrin
.
Not
only
has
she
been
baffled
from
carrying
out
her
design
;
but
her
heart
's
secret
is
now
in
the
keeping
of
traitors
!
Once
more
she
heads
her
horse
homeward
.
She
arrives
in
time
to
be
present
at
a
singular
spectacle
.
The
people
--
peons
,
vaqueros
,
and
employés
of
every
kind
--
are
hurrying
to
and
fro
,
from
field
to
corral
,
from
corral
to
courtyard
one
and
all
giving
tongue
to
terrified
ejaculations
.
The
men
are
on
their
feet
arming
in
confused
haste
;
the
woman
on
their
knees
,
praying
pitifully
to
heaven
--
through
the
intercession
of
a
score
of
those
saints
,
profusely
furnished
by
the
Mexican
hierarchy
to
suit
all
times
and
occasions
.
"
What
is
causing
the
commotion
?
"
This
is
the
question
asked
by
Isidora
.
The
mayor-domo
--
who
chances
to
be
the
first
to
present
himself
--
is
the
individual
thus
interrogated
.
A
man
has
been
murdered
somewhere
out
upon
the
prairie
.
The
victim
is
one
of
the
new
people
who
have
lately
taken
possession
of
Caso
del
Corvo
--
the
son
of
the
American
haciendado
himself
.
Indians
are
reported
to
have
done
the
deed
.
Indians
!
In
this
word
is
the
key
to
the
excitement
among
Don
Silvio
's
servitors
.
