"Now, dang it, RIDE!"
CHAPTER XVI. ANNIE-MANY-PONIES WAITS
In the magic light of many unnamable soft shades which the sun leaves in New
Mexico as a love token for his dark mistress night, Annie-Many-Ponies sat with
her back against a high, flat rock at the place where Ramon had said she must
wait for him, and stared somber-eyed at what she could see of the new land
that bad held her future behind the Sandias; waiting for Ramon; and she
wondered if Wagalexa Conka had come home from his picture-making in Bear Canon
and was angry because she had gone; and shrank from the thought, and tried to
picture what life with Ramon would be like, and whether his love would last
beyond the wide ring of shiny gold that was to make her a wife.
At her feet the little black dog lay licking his sore paws that had padded
patiently after her all day. Beside the rock the black horse stood nibbling at
some weeds awkwardly, because of the Spanish bit in his mouth. The horse was
hungry, and the little black dog was hungry; Annie-Many-Ponies was hungry
also, but she did not feel her, hunger so much, because of the heaviness that
was in her heart.
When Ramon came he would bring food, or he would tell her where she might buy.
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