To be sure the sight of the bared shoulders and necks of society
belles when undressed in the decollete fashion of their ball gowns
ravishes and gluts our sensuality, but a momentary glimpse of the
Indian maid's brown knee flashing by during the excitement of the
fandango is just as suggestive, and the inch of hand-made embroidery
on the edge of their short skirts is as effective as priceless lace
on gowns of worth. And the Indian fashion has this to recommend it,
that it is the less expensive of the two costumes. Ever watchful,
ever on the alert, I saw the sheen of a knife flash from its scabbard
in the hazy air, and my beautiful partner shivered and moaned in my
arms. "Dog of an Indian, dare and die," shouted I, angrily. Four
times I made the circuit of the room, and when again opposite the
entrance of this man-kennel, I heard the voice of my faithful friend,
Don Reyes Alvarado, calling me anxiously. I gave my lovely partner in
charge of her tender-hearted sisters, for the poor wild thing had
fainted and lay limply in my arms. The strong arm of my companion
grasped me and drew me out into the fresh air, where I almost
collapsed, overcome.
"Surely, amigo," said Reyes, "you will not blame me now for not
entering, but you have endurance, for Dios! I should not have
survived so long.
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