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I think that so slight a ransom will not now content us. As you ride through the streets of Nueva Cordoba look your last, señors, upon her goodly houses and pleasant places." "Do thy worst!" answered De Guardiola, grinning like a death's-head. Mexia wiped the sweat from his brow. "Let us go let us go, Don Luiz! I stifle here. There's a strangeness in the air my heart beats to bursting!
The two went together into the hall, and there, while his squire unarmed De Guardiola, the lesser man spoke fluently, consigning to all the torments of hell the strangers in Nueva Cordoba. "Go to; you are drunken!" said De Guardiola, coldly. "You speak what you cannot act." "I have three houses in the town," swore the other. "A reasonable ransom "
"So they lay their toils! it needs not this paper to tell me that;" he tapped it as it lay before him. "Somewhat will this Englishman, this Nevil, do to-night. He hath his game in his mind, his hand on this piece, his eye on that, these pawns in reserve, those advanced for action." De Guardiola leaned back in his chair and studied the ceiling. "Ha, Pedro! we must discover what he would do!
I am not mad nor do I lie to you.... Before the sunset, when I had borne torment through the day, I bore it no longer. They loosed me and dashed water in my face, and Luiz de Guardiola said over to me the words that I had spoken. Then he went forth and laid his snares.... And so Robert Baldry is lost, he and a hundred men besides?
Now had simple Pedro Mexia been somewhat roughly handled, unhorsed mayhap, even the foot of an English heretic planted on his breast, I think that talk of the ransom of Nueva Cordoba would not have ceased. But Don Luiz de Guardiola! quite another matter! Santa Teresa! if the town is burnt I will have payment for my three houses!"
Mexia fidgeted, at last burst forth: "There are times when the devil dwells in your eye and upon your lip! 'Twas so you smiled in the Valdez matter and when that slave girl died! What do you mean?" "Mean?" answered De Guardiola, still smiling. "I mean, my friend, that we must know what traps they bait down yonder."
The Admiral returned to his discourse with Mexia, who might drop some useful hints as to the road to El Dorado. "We have met before," said De Guardiola. "It was you who led your landing-party, capturing the battery." "The fortune of war, senior! What says your proverb " "I gave ground, it is true.... There may come an hour when with a whip of iron I will drive you from Nueva Cordoba.
"Thy favor.... I have brought it back to thee but not stainless, not worn in triumph.... There is a fortress and a town that I see sometimes in a dream, and the governor of them both is a nobleman of Spain Don Luiz de Guardiola, Governor of Nueva Cordoba. He filched from me my honor, but left me life that I might taste death in life.
This cistern was finished in 1681, by the governor Don Juan de Padilla Guardiola, the same who built at Cumana the small fort of Santa Maria. As the basin is covered with an arched vault, the water, which is of excellent quality, keeps very cool: the confervae, while they decompose the carburetted hydrogen, also shelter worms which hinder the propagation of small insects.
Bravado for bravado, interchange of chivalric folly, of magnificence that was not war, forth to meet the Spaniard and his company must go no greater force of Englishmen! Luiz de Guardiola, Governor of Nueva Cordoba, kept his state in his fortress; therefore, Sir John Nevil, Admiral of the English and of no less worth than the Castilian, remained for this skirmish inactive.
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