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THE MOTHER

"You lie, you liel You throw yourself in his way."
" If I wanted lovers I could get them without asking. I don't want the son of a murderess."
Thenn everything grew confused to La Cachirra; the blood leaped to her head and choked her eyes. She sprang at Rosalia and tore her hair. The girl gave a shrill cry and sought to defend herself, but immediately a passer-by wrenched them apart.
" If you don't leave Currito alone, I'll kill youl" cried La Cachirra.
" Do you think I'm frightened? Keep him from me if you can. You fool, don't you see that he loves me better than his eyes?"
" Now then, go away," said the man. "Don't answer her, Rosalia."
La Cachirra gave a little roar of passion, like a wild beast baulked of its prey, and pushed past into the street.
But the dance had left Currito madly in love with Rosalia, and all next day he thought of her red lips; the light of her eyes shone in his heart and filled him with enchantment. He passionately desired her. At nightfall he wandered towards the Macarena and presently found himself at her house. He waited in the darkness of the porch till he saw her in the patio. At the other end burned his mother's lonely light.
" Rosalia," he called in a low voice.
She turned, stifling a cry of surprise.
" Why are you here to-day?" she whispered, going towards him.
" I couldn't keep away from you."
" Why?" she smiled.
" Because I love you."
" Do you know your mother nearly killed me this morning?"
And with the embellishments necessary to the Andalusian temperament, she related the occurrence, omitting, however, the final taunt which had enraged La Cachirra beyond endurance.
" She's got the temper of the devil," said Currito; and then,

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