She knew what it was to risegrander and grander,
till she filled the universe with herwomanhood. In the warm morning after the rain,
the frogs were whirringfrantically. Kate could be imperious, almost cruel in her
giving. The stream flows into himfrom the heart of the world: and from me. Ramón
arrived home one evening in November, from a long journey toSonora.
He seemed to me almost done up, last night. Teresa
saw the warm-yellow muslin upon herself, andher eyes flashed.
Kate wanted to make her indignation thorough, but
she did not quitesucceed.
Everything was dark, save for theintermittent
pallor of lightning. This is why Cipriano came to Kate with those black,
flashing,boyish eyes. At home, he would feel his strength upon him. And him alone,
just as a man and a soldier, she could marry easilyenough. He was, to himself,
Huitzilopochtli, and to this hewould maintain a demonish faith.
This was the dragon of Mexico, that Ramón had to
fight. Herself, she would have to expostulate,she would have to try to prevent him.
The men, Ramón and Cipriano, caused the change, andMexico. And he does not forget
that he has mysoul with him. Everything was dark, save for theintermittent pallor of
lightning. He believed I should keep a soul of myown.
But Teresa looked at the room, not out of
doors.
One wonders if it isnt betterto be just a man, said
Kate. Thesinking of both beings, into a new being.
The Archbishop had declared against it, Ramón
andCipriano and their adherents were excommunicated. They would give her deference,
and a sort of grudging reverence forthis.
And tocarry his precious seed in her
womb!
There wasa smell of water in the land, and a sense
of soothing. But for you Ramón would have been killed. She belonged to the ruling
races, the clever ones.
Onlyliving to send her soul with him, inside his
precious body. Something older, and moreeverlastingly potent, than our would-be
fair-and-square world.