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Cuchillo began to feel that he was acting the part of the hare, who takes refuge in the teeth of the hounds; but he endeavoured by a great show of assurance to make the best of a position which was more than precarious.
"A stranger?" repeated Tiburcio; "pardon me! one more question?" "Has the horse been stolen from you?" asked the outlaw in an ironical tone. "No but let us think no more of my folly pardon me, senor!" "I pardon you," answered Cuchillo, in a tone of magnanimity, "the more so," added he mentally, "that you will not go much further, you son of a hound!"
Each was painted in a most hideous manner, in ochre and vermilion mixed with a whitish clay. Cuchillo shortly produced a well-worn greasy paper from a small bag he wore around his neck, which he handed me, making a sign that I was to read it. It was as follows: "The Bearer, Cuchillo, is a Comanche Chief, who says he is a friend of the White's.
The old hunter alone glanced towards Fabian, as though to ask what motive this man, with his impudent and sinister manner, and his beard covered with greenish mud, could offer for thus intruding himself upon them. "It is Cuchillo," said Fabian, answering Bois-Rose's look.
Until then he had remained motionless in his place, mourning over the death of his chief, and the hopes which that death had destroyed. Cuchillo had disappeared from their sight, when the three hunters saw Diaz rise and approach them. He advanced with slow steps, like the justice of God, whose instrument he was about to become.
By this light Cuchillo and Baraja forgetful of all their promises and vows were going on with the game, which had been so suddenly interrupted that morning at the village of Huerfano.
The abbess wore the mitre and baculo like the bishops, and exercised both civil and criminal jurisdiction in the vast dominions belonging to the convent; she was called Señora de horca y cuchillo, and was the chief of several ecclesiastical and secular officers. The sumptuous church of this convent contained within its walls the ashes of many of the kings and princes of ancient Spanish dynasties.
You have known Cuchillo long, but not so long as I have; and certainly, not as thoroughly. From his earliest youth he has always betrayed those to whom he appeared most devoted. I know not which of all the vices with which he is endowed has the ascendant; but in a word, the sinister look of his face is but a feeble reflection of the blackness of his soul.
"The same with myself," hastily responded Cuchillo. "What do you say to our staking, on word of honour, a little of that gold we are going to find?" "Just what I was thinking myself, but I daren't propose it to you; I am quite agreeable."
While proceeding to the rendezvous designated by Cuchillo, Don Estevan took the opportunity of sounding Diaz on this important question. His bravery and address as a soldier were already known; but these two qualities were not sufficient for the purposes of the Spaniard. Something more would be required of the man of whom it was his design to make both his lieutenant and confidant.
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