CHAPTER XXI
"WAGALEXA CONKA—COLA!"
"SO good little girl yoh are to trus' Ramon! Now I knows for sure yoh lov' me moch as I lov' yoh! Now we go little ride more to my house high up in the piñons—then we be so happy like two birds in nes'. Firs' we rest ourselves, querida mia. This good place for res', my sweetheart that comes so far to be with Ramon. To-morrow we go to my house—to nes' of my loved one. Thees cabin, she's very good little nes' ontil tomorrow—yoh theenk so?"
Annie-Many-Ponies, sitting beside the doorway of the primitive little log cabin where the night-journeys with Luis had ended, looked up into Ramon's flushed face with her slow smile. But her eyes were two deep, black wells whose depths he could not fathom.
"Where them priest you promise?" she asked,
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