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The Song of the Lark by Willa Sibert Cather
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nail's coming all right, isn't it? But I think that man
makes you practice too much. You have it on your mind
all the time." He had noticed that when she talked to him



she was always opening and shutting her hands. "It makes
you nervous."

"No, he don't," Thea replied stubbornly, watching Dr.
Archie return the book to its niche.

He took up a black leather case, put on his hat, and they
went down the dark stairs into the street. The summer
moon hung full in the sky. For the time being, it was the
great fact in the world. Beyond the edge of the town the
plain was so white that every clump of sage stood out dis-
tinct from the sand, and the dunes looked like a shining
lake. The doctor took off his straw hat and carried it in his
hand as they walked toward Mexican Town, across the
sand.

North of Pueblo, Mexican settlements were rare in
Colorado then. This one had come about accidentally.
Spanish Johnny was the first Mexican who came to Moon-
stone. He was a painter and decorator, and had been
working in Trinidad, when Ray Kennedy told him there
was a "boom" on in Moonstone, and a good many new
buildings were going up. A year after Johnny settled in
Moonstone, his cousin, Famos Serrenos, came to work in

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