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had always looked upon his extravagance as part of his playful
humor。 Could it be possible that under the sting of rejection he
had made his grotesque threat of languishing effacement real？
Surely Miss Mannersley would know or suspect something； if it were
the case。
I approached one of the Mexican women and asked if the senorita had
risen。 The woman started； and looked covertly round before she
replied。 Did not Don Pancho know that Miss Mannersley and her maid
had not slept in their beds that night； but had gone； none knew
where？
For an instant I felt an appalling sense of my own responsibility
in this suddenly serious situation； and hurried after the
retreating family group。 But as I entered the corridor a vaquero
touched me on the shoulder。 He had evidently just dismounted； and
was covered with the dust of the road。 He handed me a note written
in pencil on a leaf from Miss Mannersley's sketchbook。 It was in
Enriquez' hand； and his signature was followed by his most
extravagant rubric。
Friend Pancho： When you read this line you shall of a possibility
think I am no more。 That is where you shall slip up； my little
brother！ I am much moreI am two times as much； for I have marry
Miss Boston。 At the Mission Church； at five of the morning； sharp！
No cards shall be left！ I kiss the hand of my venerable uncle…in…
law。 You shall say to him that we fly to the South wilderness as
the combined evangelical missionary to the heathen！ Miss Boston
herself say this。 Ta…ta！ How are you now？
Your own Enriquez。
End