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Strangely
enough
he
did
not
seem
to
pay
much
regard
to
her
speeches
,
made
in
reply
to
the
compliments
showered
upon
her
by
several
would-be
winners
of
a
smile
--
not
even
when
these
were
conspicuous
and
respectable
,
as
in
the
case
of
young
Hancock
of
the
dragoons
.
To
all
such
he
listened
without
visible
emotion
,
as
one
listens
to
a
conversation
in
no
way
affecting
the
affairs
either
of
self
or
friends
.
It
was
only
after
ascending
to
the
azotea
,
on
observing
his
cousin
near
the
parapet
,
with
her
eye
turned
interrogatively
towards
the
plain
,
that
his
detective
zeal
became
conspicuous
--
so
much
so
as
to
attract
the
notice
of
others
.
More
than
once
was
it
noticed
by
those
standing
near
:
for
more
than
once
was
repeated
the
act
which
gave
cause
to
it
.
At
intervals
,
not
very
wide
apart
,
the
young
mistress
of
Casa
del
Corvo
might
have
been
seen
to
approach
the
parapet
,
and
look
across
the
plain
,
with
a
glance
that
seemed
to
interrogate
the
horizon
of
the
sky
.
Why
she
did
so
no
one
could
tell
.
No
one
presumed
to
conjecture
,
except
Cassius
Calhoun
.
He
had
thoughts
upon
the
subject
--
thoughts
that
were
torturing
him
.
When
a
group
of
moving
forms
appeared
upon
the
prairie
,
emerging
from
the
garish
light
of
the
setting
sun
--
when
the
spectators
upon
the
azotea
pronounced
it
a
drove
of
horses
in
charge
of
some
mounted
men
--
the
ex-officer
of
volunteers
had
a
suspicion
as
to
who
was
conducting
that
cavallada
.
Another
appeared
to
feel
an
equal
interest
in
its
advent
,
though
perhaps
from
a
different
motive
.
Long
before
the
horse-drove
had
attracted
the
observation
of
Poindexter
's
guests
,
his
daughter
had
noted
its
approach
--
from
the
time
that
a
cloud
of
dust
soared
up
against
the
horizon
,
so
slight
and
filmy
as
to
have
escaped
detection
by
any
eye
not
bent
expressly
on
discovering
it
.
From
that
moment
the
young
Creole
,
under
cover
of
a
conversation
carried
on
amid
a
circle
of
fair
companions
,
had
been
slyly
scanning
the
dust-cloud
as
it
drew
nearer
;
forming
conjectures
as
to
what
was
causing
it
,
upon
knowledge
already
,
and
as
she
supposed
,
exclusively
her
own
.
"
Wild
horses
!
"
announced
the
major
commandant
of
Fort
Inge
,
after
a
short
inspection
through
his
pocket
telescope
.
"
Some
one
bringing
them
in
,
"
he
added
,
a
second
time
raising
the
glass
to
his
eye
.
"
Oh
!
I
see
now
--
it
's
Maurice
the
mustanger
,
who
occasionally
helps
our
men
to
a
remount
.
He
appears
to
be
coming
this
way
--
direct
to
your
place
,
Mr
Poindexter
.
"
"
If
it
be
the
young
fellow
you
have
named
,
that
's
not
unlikely
,
"
replied
the
owner
of
Casa
del
Corvo
.
"
I
bargained
with
him
to
catch
me
a
score
or
two
;
and
maybe
this
is
the
first
instalment
he
's
bringing
me
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
think
it
is
,
"
he
added
,
after
a
look
through
the
telescope
.
