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          "Yes, Senora," answered the mollified Juan;  "the poor
        beasts look wonderfully well considering the scant feed they
        have had  all winter. We'll not come many pounds short of
        our last year's crop,  if any. Though, to be sure, there  is no
        telling in what case that—Luigo will bring his flock back."
          The Senora smiled, in spite of herself, at the pause and
        gulp with which Juan had filled in the hiatus where he had
        longed to set a contemptuous epithet before Luigo's name.
          This was another of the instances where the Senora's will
        and Juan Canito's had clashed and he did not dream of  it,
        having set it all down as usual to the score of young Seiior
        Felipe.
          Encouraged by the Senora's smile, Juan proceeded: "Seiior
        Felipe can see no fault in Luigo, because they were boys to-
        gether; but  I can tell him, he will rue it, one of these morn-
        ings, when he finds a flock of sheep worse than dead on his
        hands, and no thanks to anybody but Luigo. While  1 can have
        him under my eye, here in the valley, it is all very well; but
        he is no more  fit to take responsibility of a flock, than one
       of the very lambs themselves. He'll drive them off their feet
       one day, and starve them the next; and I've known him to
       forget  to give them water. When  he's in his dreams, the
       Virgin only knows what he won't do."
         During this brief and almost unprecedented outburst of
       Juan's the Senora's countenance had been slowly growing
       stern. Juan had not seen  it. His eyes had been turned away
       from her, looking down into the upturned eager face of his
       favorite collie, who was leaping and gambolling and bark-
       ing at his feet.
         "Down, Capitan, down!" he said  in a fond tone, gently
       repulsing him; "thou makest such a noise the Senora can hear
       nothing but thy voice."
         "I  heard only  too  distinctly, Juan  Canito,"  said  the
       Senora in a sweet but icy tone. "It  is not well for one serv-
       ant to backbite another.  It gives me great grief to hear such
       words; and  I hope when Father Salvierderra comes, next
       month, you will not forget to confess this sin of which you
       have been guilty  in thus seeking to injure a fellow-being.
       If Senor Felipe listens to you. the poor boy Luigo will be cast
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