nouncing that Juan Tellamantez and his wonderful man-
dolin could be heard at the Jack Rabbit Grill, or the Pearl
of Cadiz Saloon. Mrs. Tellamantez waited and wept and
combed her hair. When he was completely wrung out and
burned up,--all but destroyed,--her Juan always came
back to her to be taken care of,--once with an ugly knife
wound in the neck, once with a finger missing from his
right hand,--but he played just as well with three fingers
as he had with four.

Public sentiment was lenient toward Johnny, but every-

body was disgusted with Mrs. Tellamantez for putting up
with him. She ought to discipline him, people said; she
ought to leave him; she had no self-respect. In short, Mrs.
Tellamantez got all the blame. Even Thea thought she
was much too humble. To-night, as she sat with her back
to the moon, looking at the moonflowers and Mrs. Tella-
mantez's somber face, she was thinking that there is noth-
ing so sad in the world as that kind of patience and resigna-
tion. It was much worse than Johnny's craziness. She even
wondered whether it did not help to make Johnny crazy.
People had no right to be so passive and resigned. She
would like to roll over and over in the sand and screech at
Mrs. Tellamantez. She was glad when the doctor came out.

The Mexican woman rose and stood respectful and ex-
pectant. The doctor held his hat in his hand and looked