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CHAPTER XVI - Cipriano and Kate

reed huts. Kate often laughed at the donkey looking over the dry-stone low wall, and at the black sheep with curved horns, tied to a bitten tree, and at the lad, naked but for a bit of a shirt, fleeing into the corner under the thorn screen.
Kate and Cipriano sat on the veranda of the House of the Cuentas. She offered him vermouth, but he refused.
They were still. There came the faint pip!-pip! from the little electric plant just up the road, which Jesus tended. Then a cock from beyond the bananas crowed powerfully and hoarsely.
`But how absurd!' said Kate. `Cocks don't crow at this hour.'
`Only in Mexico,' laughed Cipriano.
`Yes ! Only here!'
`He thinks your moon is the sun, no?' he said, teasing her.
The cock crowed powerfully, again and again.
`This is very nice, your house, your patio,' said Cipriano.
But Kate was silent.
`Or don't you like it?' he said.
`You see,' she answered, `I have nothing to do! The servants won't let me do anything. If I sweep my room, they stand and say Que Nina! Que Nina! As if I was standing on my head for their benefit. I sew, though I've no interest in sewing. - What is it, for a life?'
`And you read!' he said, glancing at the magazines and books.
'Ah, it is all such stupid, lifeless stuff, in the books and papers,' she said.
There was a silence. After which he said:
`But what would you like to do? As you say, you take no interest in sewing. You know the Navajo women, when they weave a blanket, leave a little place for their soul to come out, at the end: not to weave their soul into it. - I always think England has woven her soul into her fabrics, into all the things she has made. And she never left a place for it to come out. So now all her soul is in her goods, and nowhere else.'
`But Mexico has no soul,' said Kate. `She's swallowed the stone of despair, as the hymn says.'
'Ah! You think so? I think not. The soul is also a thing you make, like a pattern in a blanket. It is very nice while all the

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