The Priest Arrived On Horseback About Noon On A Sultry Day,
Hot And Tired And Well Splashed With Dried Mud, And In A Rather Bad
Temper.
It must also have gone against him to unite these young people
in the house of heretics who were doomed to a dreadful future after
their rebellious lives had ended.
However, he got through with the
business, and presently recovered his good temper and grew quite
genial and talkative when he was led into the dining-room and found a
grand wedding-breakfast with wine in plenty on the table. During the
breakfast I looked often and long at the faces of the newly-married
pair, and pitied our nice gentle Demetria, and wished she had not
given herself to that man. He was not a bad-looking young man and was
well-dressed in the gaucho costume, but he was strangely silent and
ill at ease the whole time and did not win our regard. I never saw him
again. It soon came out that he was a gambler and had nothing but his
skill with a pack of cards to live by, and Don Gregorio in a rage told
him to go back to his native place. And go he did very soon, leaving
poor Demetria on her parents' hands.
Shortly after this unhappy experience Don Gregorio bought a house in
Buenos Ayres for his wife and daughters, so that they could go and
spend a month or two when they wanted a change, and I saw them on one
or two occasions when in town.
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