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Half an hour later, which to H.'s indignant imagination seemed an age, we reached the top of a high ridge, and saw the first glimmer of the lights of the village, on the farther edge of a broad plain, a mile and a half distant. "Estamos aquí!"
I needed but a moment to be fully awake and know my exact situation; the first cry was, 'Como estamos, Senor Consul. 'Vamos, Senor Larkin. At my bedside were several letters that I had re-read before going to bed. On dressing myself, while my captors were saddling my horse, I assorted these letters, and put them into different pockets.
In the cemetery of Mallona, in my native town of Bilbao, there is a tombstone on which this verse is carved: Aunque estamos en polvo convertidos, en Ti, Señor, nuestra esperanza fía, que tornaremos a vivir vestidos con la carne y la piel que nos cubria. "With the same bodies and souls that they had," as the Catechism says.
Towards the close of that memorable 29th of July the hail of bullets ceased, but the insurgent fleet still kept up its destructive bombardment of the Government houses for four hours. The Revolutionists were defeated, or, as was seriously affirmed, had been sold for the sum of one million Argentine dollars. "Estamos vendidos!" "Estamos vendidos!"
"Adonde estamos?" "In el valle de Chihuatan, in el gran valle de Oaxaca y Guatimala; diez leguas de Tarifa. In the valley of Chihuatan; ten leagues from Tarifa." The figure lying on the bed near me now made a movement, and turned round. What could it be? Its face was like a lump of raw flesh streaked and stained with blood. No features were distinguishable. "Who are you? What are you?" cried I.
Con esto, y con que después se le antoje el que yo tuve arte o parte en el negocio ... y me atraviese como un palomino.... Dígole a usted que ... vamos, por más que lo miro y lo remiro ... no hay escapatoria ... tiene que acabar la tragedia ... porque a la altura en que estamos ... es claro que o se matan ellos o los mata D. Pedro, o me mata éste a mí ... o se mata él ... o nos morimos todos de pesadumbre ... lo dicho ... tiene que haber muertes ... tiene que haberlas necesariamente ... a menos que un milagro....
"Como estamos Capitan, que hay de nuevo; hay algo de bueno, para los pobres Pescadores?" and the fellow who had spoken laughed loudly. The Captain desired him to come on board, and then drew him aside, conversing earnestly with him.
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