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Rainbow's End by Rex Ellingwood Beach
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"Oh, senora! I am all sentiment. Don Esteban was my benefactor. I
revere his memory, and I feel it my duty to see that his family
does not want. That is why I have provided for you, and will
continue to provide--in proper measure. But now, since at last we
enjoy such confidential relations, let us have no more of these
miserable suspicions of each other. Let us entirely forget this
unpleasant misunderstanding and be the same good friends as
before."

Having said this, Pancho Cueto stood silent a moment in polite
expectancy; then receiving no intelligible reply, he bowed low and
left the room.

To the avaricious Dona Isabel Cueto's frank acknowledgment of
theft was maddening, and the realization that she was helpless,
nay, dependent upon his charity for her living, fairly crucified
her proud spirit.

All day she brooded, and by the time evening came she had worked
herself into such a state of nerves that she could eat no dinner.
Locking herself into her room, she paced the floor, now wringing
her hands, now twisting in agony upon her bed, now biting her
wrists in an endeavor to clear her head and to devise some means
of outwitting this treacherous overseer. But mere thought of the
law frightened her; the longer she pondered her situation the more
she realized her own impotence. There was no doubt that the courts
were corrupt: they were notoriously venal at best, and this war
had made them worse. Graft was rampant everywhere. To confess
publicly that Esteban Varona had left no deeds, no title to his
property, would indeed be the sheerest folly. No, Cueto had her at
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