Once again the distant shriek of the sufferer came to his ears from the

open window of the _estudi_. The tenderness of his early days of

paternity emerged from the depths of his soul. He recalled the nights he

had spent awake in that room, walking up and down, holding in his arms

the little child that was crying from the pains of infancy's illness.

Now he lay crying, too, but without hope, in the agonies of a hell that

had come before its time, and at last ... death.

His countenance grew frightened, and he raised his hands to his forehead

as if trying to drive away a troublesome thought. Then he appeared to

deliberate.... Why not?...

"To end his suffering ... to end his suffering!"

He went back to the cabin, only to come out at once with his old

double-barrelled musket, and he hastened to the little window of the

sick room as if he feared to lose his determination; he thrust the gun

through the opening.

Again he heard the agonizing panting, the chattering of teeth, the

horrible shriek, now very near, as if he were at the victim's bedside.

His eyes, accustomed to the darkness, saw the bed at the back of the

gloomy room, and the form that lay writhing in it--the pale spot of the

face, appearing and disappearing as the sick man twisted about

desperately.

The father was frightened at the trembling of his hands and the

agitation of his pulse; he, the son of the _huerta_, without any other

diversion than the hunt, accustomed to shoot down birds almost without

aiming at them.

The wailing of the poor mother brought back to his memory other groans

of long long ago--twenty-two years before--when she was giving birth to

her only son upon that same bed.

To come to such an end!... His eyes, gazing heavenward, saw a black sky,

intensely black, with not a star in sight, and obscured by his

tears....

"Lord! To end his sufferings! To end his sufferings!"

And repeating these words he pressed the musket against his shoulder,

seeking the lock with a tremulous finger.... Bang! Bang!

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INTERNATIONAL: POCKET: LIBRARY

1. MADEMOISELLE FIFI _Guy de Maupassant_

Introduction by Joseph Conrad

2. TWO TALES _Rudyard Kipling_

Foreword by Wilson Follett

3. TWO WESSEX TALES _Thomas Hardy_

Introduction by Conrad Aiken

4. MODERN RUSSIAN CLASSICS

Stories by Andreyev, Solgub, Gorki, Tchekov,

Babel, and Artzibashev. Foreword by Issac Goldberg

5. CANDIDE _Voltaire_

Introduction by Andre Morize

6. THE LAST LION _Vicente Blasco Ibáñez_

Introduction by Mariano Joaquin Lorente

7. A SHROPSHIRE LAD _A. E. Housman_

Preface by William Stanley Braithwaite

8. GITANJALI _Rabindranath Tagore_

Introduction by W. B. Yeats

9. THE BOOK OF FRANÇOIS VILLON

Introduction by H. De Vere Stacpoole

10. THE HOUND OF HEAVEN _Francis Thompson_

Introduction by G. K. Chesterton

11. _Coloured Stars_ Edited by _Edward Powys Mathers_

12. RUBAIYAT OF OMAR KHAYYAM _Edward Fitzgerald_

With Decorations by Elihu Vedder

OTHER TITLES IN PREPARATION

13. THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST _Oscar Wilde_

14. FIVE MODERN PLAYS _O'Neill, Schnitzler, Dunsany,

Maeterlinck, Richard Hughes_

15. THREE IRISH PLAYS J_. M. Synge, Douglas Hyde,_

and _W. B. Yeats_

Introduction by Harrison Hale Schaff

16. THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLD _Henry Drummond_

Introduction by Elizabeth Towne

17. THE SYMPOSIUM OF PLATO

Introduction by _B. Jowett, M.A._

18. THE WISDOM OF CONFUCIUS

Edited by _Miles M. Dawson_

19. ALICE IN WONDERLAND _Lewis Carroll_

Illustrated by Sir John Tenniel

20. THROUGH THE LOOKING-GLASS _Lewis Carroll_

Illustrated by Sir John Tenniel

OTHER TITLES IN PREPARATION

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The following typographical errors were corrected by the etext

transcriber:

There is a curious contradition=>There is a curious contradiction

Segrada threw his cards=>Sagreda threw his cards

His eyes, opened extraordinarly=>His eyes, opened extraordinarily

flocked to _Caldera's_ cavin=>flocked to _Caldera's_ cabin

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