In Old California 12
Patron's now kind words flooded foreman's brain -
such praise from Mayor High, much grandiose!
" I'm sorry, Senor Huerra, you couldn't attend
the party I gave her last week in her honor.
Margarita's been home three weeks."
" I was in Santa Barbara, Alcalde, and only
arrived back yesterday. As soon as I heard the
good news of Margarita's arrival, I came to
Peralta as rapidly as possible. I hope you'll
forgive any unintentional discourtesy. Missing
your party lies heavy on my heart."
"Enough said about that, Don Huerra. Will you and
your vaquero honor me by dining with us tonight?"
"It would be my pleasure, Alcalde. It's often said
that to be Don Jose Hernandez's guest is to know fullest
happiness."
"Very good, senor. Your pun's well taken."
"Sometimes such absurdities slip out, Alcalde. Forgive me.
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