Tío Salvador walked toward the beach by himself, glad to be far away from Clara’s constant chatter. Before their awkward lunch, he had a heated discussion with Captain Harris. He avoided telling Clara about the unpleasant encounter with Harris. Instead he endured her cooking and her nonstop conversation.
After lunch Salvador wanted to inspect the shell mounds on the coastline. The mounds on the beach reminded him of something, someone. It seemed like a lifetime ago that a beautiful Native woman in the north explained to him what such shell mounds signify. Without intending to, Salvador left the seashore in search of the local Native peoples. Along the way he spotted Nina and the trapper, escorting Masagawa back to her home after the trial.
“Hello there. May I bother you for an update on today’s trial? How did it go for the brothers?”
“I didn’t expect to meet you here. How do you guess it went? You are a man of the world.” The trapper spoke to Salvador with candor.
“I’ve seen quick judgments handed out against Native people before. I wished for something better.” Salvador wanted to sound neutral, given his official role with the governor. “Will the men serve time, or worse?”
“Time. ‘Work duty in Monterey’ was the court’s decision,” the Trapper said. “The crowd was not happy about it. The sooner those two go, the better.”
“I’d like to give my condolences to their grandmother, Masagawa.” Salvador said.
“I’ll introduce you. Come ahead.” The trapper led Salvador into Masagawa’s hut.
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