[On the Frontier by Bret Harte]@TWC D-Link bookOn the Frontier CHAPTER II 17/35
It's the old casa that has been deserted for years, but I thought it better you should go into possession there than take up your abode at the shanty where your husband's farm-hands are.
No one will know when you take possession of the casa, while the very hour of your arrival at the shanty would be known; and if they should make any trouble--" "If they should make any trouble ?" repeated Mrs.Tucker, lifting her frank, inquiring eyes to Poindexter. His horse suddenly rearing from an apparently accidental prick of the spur, it was a minute or two before he was able to explain.
"I mean if this ever comes up as a matter of evidence, you know.
But here we are!" What had seemed to be an overgrown mound rising like an island out of the dead level of the grassy sea now resolved itself into a collection of adobe walls, eaten and incrusted with shrubs and vines, that bore some resemblance to the usual uninhabited-looking exterior of a Spanish-American dwelling.
Apertures that might have been lance-shaped windows or only cracks and fissures in the walls were choked up with weeds and grass, and gave no passing glimpse of the interior.
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