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I think that the family is with the guerilla, and that accounts for our being still alive." A new light flashed upon me. In the incidents of the last twenty hours I had never once thought of Narcisso. Now all was clear clear as daylight. The zambo whom Lincoln had killed poor victim! was our friend, sent to warn us of danger; the dagger, Narcisso's a token for us to trust him.
He advanced and sat down by the table, placing his hand upon it. Several rings sparkled upon his fingers. I observed that he was pale, and that his hand trembled. After looking at him for a moment, I began to fancy I had seen the features before. It was not Narcisso; him I should have known; and yet there was a resemblance. Yes he even resembled her! I started as this thought crossed me.
I began to look around our prison, and see what chances it afforded for escape. "Good heavens! if our being transferred to the cell should destroy the plans of Narcisso! How is he to reach us? The door is double-locked, and a sentry is pacing without." After several painful efforts I raised myself upon my feet, propping my body against the side of the prison.
"Go under that shadow and wait. I shall be better alone." This was said in a whisper. My companion did as directed. I approached the great door and knocked boldly. "Quien?" cried the porter within the saguan. "Yo," I responded. The door was opened slowly and with caution. "Is the Senorito Narcisso within?" I inquired. The man answered in the affirmative.
"And so you are all here! When did you arrive?" "Yesterday, Captain. I came to town for you, but could not find you." "And they are well? all well?" "Yes, Captain. Papa expects you will come this evening, with the lieutenant and the other officer." "The other officer! Who, Narcisso!" "I think he was with you on your first visit to La Virgen un senor gordo." "Oh! the major!
And in 1492 we find Lodovico writing to thank Francesco Gonzaga for allowing a certain Narcisso, who was in the Marquis of Mantua's service, to visit Milan, and saying what exquisite pleasure this singer's voice has afforded him.
What brother?" "Of the young ladies, Captain." I started from my chair, overturning a decanter and several glasses. "Hilloa! what's the matter?" shouted several voices in a breath. "Gentlemen, will you excuse me? one moment only I I will " "Certainly! certainly!" cried my companions, all at once, wondering what was the matter. The next moment I was in the ante-sala, embracing Narcisso.
We told our story, giving the name of the boy Narcisso, and the house where he was lodged. This was verified by the court, but declared to be a ruse invented by my comrade whose knowledge of the place and other circumstances rendered the thing probable enough.
The most notable outbreak of Cuban insurrectionary forces prior to that of the Ten Years' war, which began in 1868, was that known as the conspiracy of Lopez. As early as May, 1847, Narcisso Lopez and a number of his associates who had planned an insurrection in the central part of the island, were pursued to the United States by Spanish agents, who had kept track of their conspiracy.
If it was inconvenient to them to drop Signora Minghelli in one place and pick her up at another, to have had more women in the same case might well have ruined them. They therefore had with them half a dozen boys and lads, of whom Belviso was by far their best Pamfilo, Narcisso, Adone, Deifobo and the like, wicked, graceless little wretches as they were.
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