"But it was what you said that made me think of the dents. Sh—! Wantasson will hear us." As they were talking, they had skipped across the quadrangle to the smithy.
"Good morning, Wantasson; we 've brought you some nectarines, some that came from Santa Clara yesterday," said Juanita.
No work could be so important as eating nectarines. Wantasson sat down in the sunny doorway to devour the fruit. The children stood in the shade inside.
"You like the bright sunshine, don't you, Wantasson?" volunteered Juanita.
"Yes, child, I like the sunshine. I get as much of it as I can, for I remember that once the earth had no sun and no light, and I don't like to get into those ways."
"How did the earth get the sun? We should like to know about that," said Antonio.
"Yes, please tell us," added Juanita.
"It was because of Coyote. You will see that Coyote has much sense and is not easily fooled, as that woman Tecla tells you. Coyote is a very cunning animal."
The children waited eagerly until Wantasson settled his shoulders against the door jamb and began his story.
