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CHAPTER II - Tea party in Tlacolula

`But when you are real Mexican -' he said, teasing.
`I never could be,' she said hotly, and he laughed.
`I'm afraid Viva la Muerte! hits the nail on the head,' said Mrs Norris, rather stonily. `But won't you come to tea! Do!'
She led the way in her black little shawl and neat grey hair, going ahead like a Conquistador herself, and turning to look with her Aztec eyes through her pince-nez, to see if the others were coming.
`We are following,' said Don Ramon in Spanish, teasing her. Stately in his black suit, he walked behind her on the narrow terrace, and Kate followed, with the small, strutting Don Cipriano, also in a black suit, lingering oddly near her.
`Do I call you General or Don Cipriano?' she asked, turning to him.
An amused little smile quickly lit his face, though his eyes did not smile. They looked at her with a black, sharp look.
`As you wish,' he said. `You know General is a term of disgrace in Mexico. Shall we say Don Cipriano?'
'Yes, I like that much the best,' she said.
And he seemed pleased.
It was a round tea-table, with shiny silver tea-service, and silver kettle with a little flame, and pink and white oleanders. The little neat young footman carried the tea-cups, in white cotton gloves. Mrs Norris poured tea and cut cakes with a heavy hand.
Don Ramon sat on her right hand, the judge on her left. Kate was between the judge and Mr Henry. Everybody except Don Ramon and the judge was a little nervous. Mrs Norris always put her visitors uncomfortably at their ease, as if they were captives and she the chieftainess who had captured them. She rather enjoyed it, heavily, archaeologically queening at the head of the table. But it was evident that Don Ramon, by far the most impressive person present, liked her. Cipriano, on the other hand, remained mute and disciplined, perfectly familiar with the tea-table routine, superficially quite at ease, but underneath remote and unconnected. He glanced from time to time at Kate.
She was a beautiful woman, in her own unconventional way, and with a certain richness. She was going to be forty next week. Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one

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