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He dared not propose it. At times he fancied that she had ceased to regard him that she even listened with interest to Roblado to the beau Echevarria to others. This was but Catalina's fine acting. It was meant for other eyes than those of Carlos, but he knew not that, and became piqued. He grew restless, and danced.
As it is, there's no fear of discovery, even were the cibolero himself to make his appearance " "Roblado!" cried the Comandante, interrupting him, and speaking in a deep earnest voice. "Well?" inquired the captain, regarding Vizcarra with astonishment. "I have had a dream a fearful dream; and that not the ravings of the girl it is that is now troubling me. Diablos! a fearful dream!"
The next moment the head and shoulders of a man were visible; and Captain Roblado stepped out upon the azotea. The "buenos dias" that passed between him and Vizcarra showed that it was their first meeting for that day. In fact, neither had been long up; for the hour was not yet too late for fashionable sleepers. Roblado had just breakfasted, and come out on the azotea to enjoy his Havannah.
She would be wholly in his power to do with her us he would, and no one to stay his will. It was not love, but revenge. Such terrible resolves passed through the mind of the wretched caitiff. Roblado was equally eager for the death of the cibolero.
The two "militarios" had designs of their own. Base ones they were, and intended for the humiliation of Carlos. Approaching him, they inquired why he had not attempted the last feat. "I did not think it worth while," answered the cibolero, in a modest tone. "Ho!" cried Roblado, tauntingly; "my good fellow. You must have other reasons than that.
"What favour were you going to ask?" he inquired, after he had delivered his hopeful promise. "This, your excellency; that you would allow your troops to go once more on the trail of the robbers, either under your own command which I would much like or one of your brave officers." Roblado felt flattered. "I would act as guide, your excellency.
In the encounter the outlaw had shot the captain through the arm, which prevented the latter from making him a prisoner. This rumour came direct from the Presidio. It was partly true. The wounding of Carlos by Roblado was an addition to the truth, intended to give a little eclat to the latter, for it became known afterwards that the cibolero had escaped without even a scratch.
A grand banquet had been provided at the Presidio by Vizcarra and Roblado, to which all the grandees of the settlement had been invited. Don Ambrosio was among the number. At this hour he was at the Presidio, feasting and making merry. It was not a ladies' festival, therefore Catalina was not there.
He will be a lucky fellow who wins the smiles of Catalina, or rather perhaps the good graces of her father for Don Ambrosio will have much to say in the matter of her marriage. Indeed, it is rumoured that that matter is already arranged; and that Captain Roblado, second in command at the Presidio, is the successful suitor.
"Nonsense! my good fellow!" stammered Roblado; "they are at least hundreds of miles off by this away over the Staked Plain or to to the mountains." "Pardon me, captain, for differing with you; but I believe I know these Indians I know to what tribe they belong."
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