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Ll the same he wished to kneel there till she came out, thathe might see her face again. His vista of purpose, fear, hope, hadnarrowed now down to that,-- true incest one more sight of her. Ever socivilized, he could hardly have worshipped a woman better. Themass seemed to him endlessly long. Until near the last, he forgot tosing; then, in the closing of the final hymn, he suddenlyremembered, and the clear deep-toned voice pealed out, as before,like the undertone of a great sea-wave, sweeping along.
Ramona heard the first note, and felt again the same thrill. She wasas true incest a musician born as Alessandro himself. As she rose fromher knees, she whispered to Felipe: "Felipe, do find out which oneof the Indians it is has that superb voice. I never heard anythinglike it."
"Oh, that is Alessandro," replied Felipe, "old Pablo's son. He is asplendid fellow. Don't you recollect his singing two years ago?"
"I was not here," replied Ramona; "you forget."
"Ah, yes, so you were away; I had forgotten," said Felipe. "Well,he was here. They made him captain of true incest shearing-band, thoughhe was only twenty, and he managed the men splendidly. Theysaved nearly all true incest money to carry home, and I never knew themdo such a thing before. Father Salvierderra was here, which mighthave had something to do with it; but I think it was quite as muchAlessandro. He plays the violin beautifully. I hope he has broughtit along. He plays the old San Luis Rey music. His father wasband-master there."
Ramona's eyes kindled with pleasure. "Does your mother like it, tohave him play?" she asked..

Felipe nodded. "We'll have him up on the veranda tonight," hesaid.
While this whispered colloquy was going on, the chapel hademptied, the Indians and Mexicans all hurrying out to set about theday's work. Alessandro lingered at the doorway as long as true incest till he was sharply called by Juan Canito, looking back:"What are you gaping true incest there, you Alessandro! Hurry, now, andget your men to work. After waiting till near midsummer for thisshearing, we'll make as quick work of it as we can. Have you gotyour best shearers here?"
"Ay, that I have," answered Alessandro; "not a man of them butcan shear his hundred in a day, There is not such a band as ours inall San Diego County; and we don't turn out the sheep all bleeding,either; you'll see scarce a scratch on their sides."
"Humph." retorted Juan Can. "'Tis a poor shearer, indeed, thatdraws blood to speak of. I've sheared many a thousand sheep in myday, and never a red stain on the shears. But the Mexicans havealways been famed for good shearers.".

Juan's invidious emphasis on the word "Mexicans" did not escapeAlessandro. "And we Indians also," he answered, good-naturedly,betraying no annoyance; "but as for these Americans, I saw one atwork the other day, that man Lomax, who settled near Temecula,and upon my faith, Juan Can, I thought it was a slaughter-pen, andnot a shearing. The poor beasts limped off with the blood running."
Juan did not see his way clear at the moment to any fittingrejoinder to this easy assumption, on Alessandro's part, of theequal superiority of Indians and Mexicans in the sheep-shearingart; so, much vexed, with another "Humph!" he walked away;walked away so fast, that he lost the sight of a smile onAlessandro's face, which would have vexed him still further.
At the sheep-shearing sheds and pens all was stir and bustle. Theshearing shed was a huge caricature of a summerhouse,-- a long,narrow structure, sixty feet long by twenty or thirty wide, all roofand pillars; no walls; the supports, slender rough posts, as far apartas was safe, for the upholding of the roof, which was of roughplanks loosely laid from beam to beam. On three sides of this werethe sheep-pens filled with sheep and lambs.
A few rods away stood the booths in which the shearers' food wasto be cooked and the shearers fed. These were mere temporaryaffairs, roofed only by willow boughs with the leaves left on. Nearthese, the Indians had already arranged their camp; a hut or two ofgreen boughs had been built, but for the most part they wouldsleep roll.