Ryan Marah Ellis - The Flute of the Gods стр 17.

Don Ruy did see the laughter of the woman, and was well pleased that the lad could win smiles from all classes,such a one would lighten weary journeys.

He felt that he had done well by Maestro Diego. Plainly the quick wit of the lad betokened good blood, let him prate ever so surely on his heathen grandmother!

Don Diego felt much flattered at the consideration shown by Don Ruy for the Relacionesin fact he had so pleased an interest in the really clever young pen-man that the Padre took little heed of the boyhe was of as much account as a pet puppy in the expeditionbut if the would-be historian needed a secretaryor fancied he did,the lad would be less trouble than an older man if circumstances should arise to make trouble of any sort.

So it chanced that Juan Gonzalvo and Manuel Lenares, called Chico, were the only two included in the company who had not been confessed and enrolled by Padre Vicente himself.

It was the magic time of the year, when new leaves open to the sun, and the moon, even in the bare desert stretches of the land, brought dreams of Castile to more than one of the adventurers.

Good Father, said Don Ruy with feigned complaint, Think you not that your rigid rules for the journey might have stopped short of hopeless celibacy for all of us?Why a moon like that and Venus ascendent unless to make love by?

The brightness of that same moon saved you nothing of a cracked pate the hour of fortune when we first met, observed Padre Vicente drily.Maids or matrons on the journey would have caused broken heads in the desert as handily as in the city streets.

By the faithyour words are of wisdom and much to be valued by his highness, agreed Don Diego. Make note of that thought for the Relaciones Chico, my son. This pious quest may be a discipline of most high import to all of us. Wifeless should we ride as rode the crusaders of an older day.

Tum-a-tum-tum! Don Ruy trolled a fragment of love melody, and laughed:I have no fancy for your penances. Must we all go without sweethearts because you two have elected to be bachelors for the saving of souls? Think you the Indian maids will clamor for such salvation? I lay you a wager, good father, that I win as many converts with love songs and a strip of moonlight, as do you both with bell and book!