he other looked, covering any regret with simulated astonishment. “These were dropping of themselves yesterday,” he began between breaths. “They–they fell fast in the night–eh?” He came beside the other now, partly to support the suspended Loretta in his hands. “I saw them–truly.”
“Bah!” And Padre Anzar gave Loretta such a shake that she tumbled, squawking and sputtering, from the other’s hands, and again hung, heels above head, like a chicken caught for the block.
“She did but what the wind hadst done,” faltered Padre Alonzo. “Sst! sst!” (This to the parrot.) “Such language from a lady!”
“Ah-ha!” grunted Padre Anzar,
