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"I received a note from Señora Cervera this morning, asking me to call upon her at eleven o'clock at her rooms, and to bring with me a diamond pendant which we have in stock, and which I had the pleasure of showing her a few days ago." "Ah, I see."
On May 26, just a week after the appearance of Admiral Cervera and his fleet at Santiago, the President held a consultation at the Executive Mansion with the Secretary of War, the Secretary of the Navy, and the members of the Board of Strategy, and decided to begin the invasion of Cuba at once.
They were taken to one of the Spanish warships, were fed and clothed, and treated as friends. Admiral Cervera sent a message to Admiral Sampson, saying that all the men were safe and would be well treated. But they were not allowed to stay long on the ship. After a few hours they were taken to Morro Castle, which they did not find a pleasant prison, though they were not badly treated.
"Stow all that, señora, and lead the way," commanded Nick, bluntly. Pale and resentful, with a sneer on her lips, Cervera led the way through, the hall, playing her part so artfully that Nick, ignorant of her late interview with Rufus Venner, was not much inclined to suspect her of duplicity just then.
Gripping the rough notches with his muscular fingers, and using those lower down for a foothold, as best he could, Nick hurriedly began the difficult ascent. By the light from a fragment of burning paper, Cervera perceived his design, and greeted it with a scream of derision. "I'll soon stop that, my fine fellow," she shouted, with vicious asperity. "Look out for yourself!"
If Nick Carter were to get a clew " "Bah!" Cervera fiercely interrupted. "I despise him, not fear him! I tell you again, I will fool and foil Nick Carter, as I have fooled and foiled his betters!" "His better as a detective never lived, Sanetta." "I care not! I defy him, and will yet show you that " "Hush! Hark! A cab has stopped outside!" Cervera changed like a flash.
"Don't try it again, young woman, or worse may be your fate." "Oh! is that so?" sneered Cervera, maliciously. "We'll see." Down came another burning paper, and by the light of it Nick now discovered a closed door in one of the walls. It was directly under the closet door in Cervera's chamber, both of which evidently had once been used for entering the elevator.
"Do you doubt it?" "I know that five days and nights have passed since you came here to see me," cried Cervera, bitterly. "I have only your own word in explanation of your neglect." "That should be enough," said Venner, curtly. "Yet a man after a new love does not shrink from lying to an old," retorted Cervera. "Pshaw! You are jealous again." "A woman who loves as I love is always jealous."
"Yes, Señora Cervera," he hastened to add, before any of the startled group could speak, "I owe you a profound apology. I did you the injustice to suspect you, not only of being a thief, but also of being identified with the notorious Kilgore gang, three of the cleverest and most dangerous swindlers in the world." "Perdition!" gasped Cervera. "You astound me."
I have not much stomach for war, but the poetry of the fact I have stated made a very potent appeal to me on my literary side, and I did not hold out against it longer than to let the St. Louis get away with Cervera to Annapolis, when only her less dignified captives remained with those of the Harvard to feed either the vainglory or the pensive curiosity of the spectator.
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