Kate went back to her house in Sayula, and Cipriano went back to his command in the city.
“Will you not come with me?” he said. “Shall we not make a civil marriage, and live in the same house together?”
“No,” she said. “I am married to you by Quetzalcoatl, no other. I will be your wife in the world of Quetzalcoatl, no other. And if the star has risen between us, we will watch it.”
Conflicting feelings played in his dark eyes. He could not bear even to be the least bit thwarted. Then the strong, rather distant look came back.
“It is very good,” he said. “It is the best.”
And he went away without looking back.
Kate returned to her house, to her servants and her rocking-chair. Inside herself she kept very still and almost thoughtless, taking no count of time. What was