Then you don't want to look like a Spanish brigand, as you do in that serape.

I am sure if you had ridden up to a stage-coach while I was in it, I'd have handed you my watch and purse without a word.

There! you are not offended ?" she added, with a laugh, which did not, however, conceal a certain earnestness.
"I suppose I ought to have said I would have given it gladly to such a romantic figure, and perhaps have got out and danced a saraband or bolero with you--if that is the thing to do nowadays.

Well!" she said, after a dangerous pause, "consider that I've said it." He had been walking a little before her, with his face turned towards the distant mountain.

Suddenly he stopped and faced her.