ONE<br > 11~,~ an Antonio?" Ellen Good-<br > 0<br > man s plump cheeks quivered<br >on the words. "But that s out west someplace, isn t it?"<br > "Texas," l,ewis Harte said curtly.<br > "Texas? I don t think I--"<br > " Our new stale," Mr. Mallory said. "Our twenty-eighth, 1 be-<br >lieve."<br > "But, still, a wilderness... Aren t there Indians, and things like<br >that?"<br > " Horselcathcrs," Lewis said, and drained his glass of claret. The<br >black man standing just behind his chair moved swiftly, silently, to<br > refill it. Lewis s wife, Joanna, counted mentally: his fifth glass.<br > "And you ve actually been there, Mr. Mallory?" Ellen s aunt Sarah<br > turned her astonished gaze on that gentleman. "To this Santa--<br > Santa...<br > "Well," Mr. Mallory said, "I haven t exactly been to San Antonio,<br > but 1 have seen Texas. Our ship stopped at the port of Galveston<br > on the way here. 1 tound it quite a civilized city, actually."<br >
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