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[aid] => mick
[title] => Margarita XXVI
[time] => 2002-09-27 08:15:00
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[bodytext] => With pleasure Margarita's mind agreed
with mother's nice suggestion asking leave of Arracho and oily ways indeed. Bad rubbish needs good riddance she'll believe. Margarita liked the idea of father riding to La Paloma with Don Huerra freeing her of his presence. In happiness she said, "Who's handsomest man in all Peralta, father? It's you! Who's best rider in all California? Again, father, it's you. Go see your ship, talk to your captain. Mother and I'll see to things while you're gone." Don Jose smiled at her new exuberance. "If the horse's right," he said with decision, "I'll ride." Segundo arrived with the surrey and twin bays. Don Huerra spoke. "You'll drive the ladies home, Segundo, then come meet us at the harbor later. His Excellency and I ride to La Paloma. He'll use your horse. Will Bravo behave , amigo?" Segundo removed his sombrero in respect. Lowering his eyes he said, "I think Alcalde can ride any horse he wants, Patron. I've seen him in the ring with bulls and bears. His reata never misses. If I may mention on one thing, Patron -----------." "What is it, Segundo," Don Huerra asked somewhat impatiently. "What do you want to tell us?" "Only this, Patron, Bravo's mouth's tender and he's headstrong at times." [comments] => 1 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 31 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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