The bands were theirbands, present for their
amusement.
I do think Mexico City is
evil,underneath.
A not very new Fiat stood at the gate, with a
chauffeur in a shortred-and-black check coat.
She felt again, as she felt before, that Mexico lay
in her destinyalmost as a doom. Her breeding and hernatural pride were
outraged.
Whereupon a banana skin rattled on Villiers tidy
and ladylikelittle panama.
Now you will havesomething to write about, in your
letters to England. No, my little San Remo may be rough, but its kindly and human,
andits not rotten.
A not very new Fiat stood at the gate, with a
chauffeur in a shortred-and-black check coat. Patches of peoplemottled the concrete
slope opposite, like eruptions.
Almost without realizing, she turned her shoulders
tohim and he put the cape on her. The toreadorswaved their cloaks at him, and he
swerved on.
Heglared round rather ineffectually through his big
shell spectacles.
And once more, the shock of amazement almost made
her loseconsciousness. It was not so easy, because many people were now on their
feet andcrowding to the exit vault. Her breeding and hernatural pride were outraged.
His eyes were dark, quick, with the glassy darkness that she foundso wearying. It
was three oclock, and the crowds had a new diversion.
The rain which had sputtered a fewdrops suddenly
fell in a downward splash. The younger generation calculates its happinessin a more
business-like fashion.
They began to take advantage of the ledge on which
restedthe feet of our party, to squat there.
He swung out of his cloak with a quick little
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The toreadorswaved their cloaks at him, and he
swerved on. And he continued, quietly but very emphatically, to push theMexicans
shoulder, to remove him.
They were the People, and the revolutions had
beentheir revolutions, and they had won them all. He saw the queer sight of the
horsehalf reared from the ground, trying to get to its feet.
The attendants vaulted once more into
thecorridor.
There was a ragged interval, then the silver band
piped up. And he continued, quietly but very emphatically, to push theMexicans
shoulder, to remove him. The rain which had sputtered a fewdrops suddenly fell in a
downward splash.
It was not so easy, because many people were now on
their feet andcrowding to the exit vault. Two men stood making water against the
wall, in theinterval of their excitement.
He was brave too: because therewas just the chance
some lout might shoot him because of hisuniform. Behind, above, sat a dense patch of
people in the unreservedsection.