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I think, however, that it will not march into the city of Mexico until his Excellency President Paredes has set out for the Rio Grande, or as far north as the luck of this war will permit him to travel. Very possibly, he may be hindered by the gringos before he reaches the border. Carfora will remain with me until then. You are right. He would not be safe anywhere else.
Rapid explanations followed, in Spanish, but before they were completed an officer had made his appearance from a small but comfortable guard-house at the side of the road. He was only a lieutenant, and he appeared to gaze with more than a little awe upon the superscription of Ned's precious government envelope. He turned it over and over, and almost smelled of it. "Señor Carfora!" he exclaimed.
"I think so myself," said Señor Zuroaga. "Don't even stay here for breakfast. Nobody from here must come to the consul's with Señor Carfora." "Of course not," said the captain, wearily, and away he went, although Ned felt as if he were full to bursting with the most interesting kind of questions concerning the captain's night in the life-boat and the sad fate of the swift and beautiful Goshhawk.
I shall not dare to keep a great deal of money in the house. I have not much, either, that I can spare for yourself, but you must take this and spend it to beat them. What's more, I want you to take my jewels with you and hide them somewhere in the mountains. Señora Tassara's are already in a safe place. I hope Señor Carfora has enough." "Oh, yes!" exclaimed Ned.
The colonel's enemies are following him like so many wolves! Felicia, my dear, you will see that Señor Carfora is properly attended to." The saucy señorita was standing a little behind her mother, and she now beckoned to Ned, as if she had no hostility for him whatever. "Come right along in," she said, peremptorily. "I must eat my luncheon, too.
There was a sound of sobbing behind them, and in a moment more the arms of Señora Paez were around Felicia. "My darling! My dear little girl!" she exclaimed. "Señor Carfora, too! The end has come. The Americans have stormed Chapultepec, and the city is at their mercy. Alas, for me! General Bravo was taken prisoner, and my beloved old friend, Zuroaga, was killed at the head of his regiment.
He did not say a word while a colonel of the escort was delivering his report concerning this messenger, but he was all the while sharply scrutinizing Ned from head to foot. "Gentlemen," he then said to those around him, "this may be something of extraordinary importance. Come with me, Carfora!" He arose from his chair, and Ned silently followed him into another room.
It was anything but hollow space now, for it was heaped to the ceiling with furniture, beds, bedding, and a miscellaneous collection of other household goods. "There, Señor Carfora!" she said, exultingly. "The Puebla robbers did get some things, but we saved all these. They were not ready to carry off heavy stuff, and when they came again, with a cart, at night, it had all been cared for.
This was a wise decision to make, but he was not to hunt far for his supplies that evening. Hardly had he gone a hundred paces from the Tassara place before he was unceremoniously halted, and it was not by a lancer this time. Before him, blocking his way, stood a very fat and apparently much astonished woman. "Madre de Dios!" she loudly exclaimed. "Señor Carfora! Santa Maria! Santa Catarina!
They might merely arrest me, to have me shot at Vera Cruz, but they would cut down you and poor young Carfora at once. He is an American, and they would show him no mercy." There had been a sound of horse hoofs on the road, and it had gone by, but before Zuroaga could make any response to so gloomy a prophecy, his own man, Pablo, stood before him.
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