For this idleness there is no blame--truly none.

The Dona Maria has said that thou shouldst lack no care; and, truly, since the terrible news there has been little to do." "The terrible news ?" repeated Pereo.
Sanchez cast a meaning glance upon the others, as if to indicate this coaffirmation of his diagnosis.
"Ay, terrible news! The Doctor West was found this morning dead two miles from the casa." "Dr.West dead!" repeated Pereo, slowly, as if endeavoring to master the real meaning of the words.

Then, seeing the vacuity of his question reflected on the faces of those around him, he added, hurriedly, with a feeble smile, "O--ay--dead! Yes! I remember.

And he has been ill--very ill, eh ?" "It was an accident.

He was thrown from his horse, and so killed," returned Sanchez, gravely.
"Killed--by his horse! sayest thou ?" said Pereo, with a sudden fixed look in his eye.
"Ay, good Pereo.