The Purple Land by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson
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foot on the ground. My friends laughed good-humouredly when they saw
me making these resolute preparations for departure. After partaking of bitter _mate_, I rose and thanked them for their hospitality. "You surely do not intend leaving us on that animal!" said my host. "He is unfit to carry you." "I have no other," I replied, "and am anxious to reach my destination." "Had I known this I would have offered you a horse before," he returned, and then he sent one of his sons to drive the horses of the _estancia_ into the corral. Selecting a good-looking animal from the herd, he presented it to me, and as I did not have money enough to buy a fresh horse whenever I wanted one, I accepted the gift very gladly. The saddle was quickly transferred to my new acquisition, and, once more thanking these good people and bidding adieu, I resumed my journey. When I gave my hand before leaving to the youngest, and also, to my mind, the prettiest of the five daughters of the house, instead of smiling pleasantly and wishing me a prosperous journey, like the others, she was silent, and darted a look at me, which seemed to say, "Go, sir; you have treated me badly, and you insult me by offering your hand; if I take it, it is not because I feel disposed to forgive you, but only to save appearances." At the same moment, when she bestowed that glance on me which said so much, a look of intelligence passed over the faces of the other people in the room. All this revealed to me that I had just missed a very |
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