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"Don Jose could not tell. He may have known that the man was a Mormon; but Don Jose was of opinion that the father himself was betrayed by the false marriage though he was present at it, and actually bestowed the bride!" "Strange!" "Perhaps, cavallero! the strangest is yet to come. For what purpose, do you suppose, was this deception practised upon the poor girl?" "I cannot guess go on!"
I have told you that I loved her; but I could not find words to tell you how much I loved her. You, who have come all this way in pursuit of a sweetheart, you, cavallero, can understand all that. Like you with yours, I too could have followed Gabriella to the end of the world! Puez amigo! Like you, I had the good fortune to be loved in return."
Those canoas that were taken were loaded with bread, and were bound for Margarita in the West Indies, which those Indians, called Arwacas, proposed to carry thither for exchange; but in the lesser there were three Spaniards, who having heard of the defeat of their Governor in Trinidad, and that we purposed to enter Guiana, came away in those canoas; one of them was a cavallero, as the captain of the Arwacas after told us, another a soldier and the third a refiner.
Many of them speak Spanish, or its North Mexican patois. They have opportunities of learning it from the New Mexican traders, but better from their captives. "Si cavallero! I speak Spanish. What wishes the warrior with the red-hand upon his shield?" "The pale-face is a stranger in this country, else he would not ask such a question? What wishes the Red-Hand? Ha, ha, ha!
"You shall have it, then, cavallero at least so much as I know of it myself: for it is reasonable to suppose that Don Jose did not tell me all he knew. This much: the nina was with a caravan that had come from one of your western states. It was a caravan of Mormons. You have heard of the Mormons, I suppose those hereticos who have made settlements here beyond?" "I have."
At the mention of this name several countenances changed expression. Roblado was seen to frown; on Vizcarra's face were portrayed mixed emotions; and both padres and cura seemed to know the name unfavourably. It was the beau Echevarria who had mentioned it. "'Pon the honour of a cavallero! the most impudent thing I ever witnessed in all my life, even in republican Paris!
"The same, cavallero!" replied the other, rising to his feet, and returning the salute with no less politeness than it had been given. "Cavallero! I have been sent forward to meet you, and announce to you the approach of the Senor Arechiza, who at this time cannot be many leagues distant. My name is Manuel Baraja, your very humble servant." "Your honour will dismount?"
This then should be the rival of the false husband?" I nodded assent. "Por Dios, Senor; it is not to be wondered at that the canting heretico stood no chance in that game had it been played fairly. Your camarado is a magnificent fellow. I can understand now why the wild huntress had no eyes for our mountain-men here. No wonder she sighed for her far forest-home. Ay de mi, cavallero!
"Cavallero," replied Rosita, blushing and averting her face, "you have not come here to jest with a poor girl. May I inquire what is your business?" "Business I have none, lovely Rosita, but to see you, nay, do not leave me! I have business that is, I am thirsty, and halted for a drink: you will not refuse me a cup of water, fair Senorita?"
As it was written soon after the death of the Cid, it could not have deviated far from historic truth. Chief among the prose works is the "Chronicle of the Cid,"—Chronica del famoso Cavallero Cid Ruy Diez,—which, with additions from the poem, was charmingly rendered in English by the poet Southey, whose production is a prose poem in itself.
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