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Updated: June 29, 2025
The librarian bowed silently, coldly and proudly, and without vouchsafing the magistrate a single glance, went back, not to his books, but to his cell, where he paced up and down a long time, sorrowfully murmuring Lopez's name, striking himself on the mouth, pressing his clenched hand to his brow, and at last throwing himself on his knees to pray for the Jew, before the image of the crucified Redeemer.
So violent were they that several of White's friends, also one or two casual spectators, were moved to protest; what happened then, let us read in the New York "Sun", the most bitterly hostile to radicalism of all the metropolitan newspapers. Says the "Sun's" report: A police billy came crunching against the bones of Lopez's legs. It struck him as hard as a man could swing it eight times.
The librarian bowed silently, coldly and proudly, and without vouchsafing the magistrate a single glance, went back, not to his books, but to his cell, where he paced up and down a long time, sorrowfully murmuring Lopez's name, striking himself on the mouth, pressing his clenched hand to his brow, and at last throwing himself on his knees to pray for the Jew, before the image of the crucified Redeemer.
They did so, but instead of running ashore, shot up the entrance to a narrow bayou. Inside, Lopez commanded them to lie flat in the bottom of the boat. They heard directly the sound of approaching oars. "What's that coming, Lopez?" questioned Harry. His answer was a thrust of Lopez's foot in his ribs and again he felt the muzzle of the rifle creep along his spine.
Father Salvierderra cannot be here before the 10th of the month. He leaves Santa Barbara on the 1st, and he will walk all the way, a good six days' journey, for he is old now and feeble; then he must stop in Ventura for a Sunday, and a day at the Ortega's ranch, and at the Lopez's, there, there is a christening. Yes, the 10th is the very earliest that he can be here, near two weeks from now.
On that morning he had been trusting to native produce rather than to the new African spirit. But now as the Guatemala scheme really took form and loomed on Lopez's eyesight as a thing that might be real, he endeavoured to keep out of Sexty's way. But in vain; Sexty too had heard of Guatemala, and in his misery hunted Lopez about the city.
This animal! Lucia turned from him in horror. "But I don't want to love!" "It is not what you want," a new tone came into Lopez's voice. "It is what I want. I am ze law, 'ere!" "Please!" Lucia pleaded. Pell stepped forward. "Look here!" he cried. "There must be some way out of this!" "Zere is," said Lopez politely. He pointed to the door. "Zat way." Angela clung to her father's neck.
Another effect was that at times, in the heat of the pursuit of Lopez's forces, after an engagement the bodies of the soldiers who had been killed in the battle were left to rot where they fell, as there were no civilians to bury them.
The boys were marched out of the little cabin and down to the river, where they boarded a boat under the direction of Lopez. Doright at the oars had plenty of work to pull the craft with its heavy load. At last they approached a vessel lying at anchor in the stream. Lopez's hail brought an answer immediately. "Up you go," commanded the outlaw to the boys, as Doright loosened the shackles.
"Look at that bloody ear of Rowdy's. He's been shot. That's some of Lopez's work." At once a rush was made for the white bulldog. Rowdy seemed to pay little attention to the lacerated ear, pierced by the outlaw's bullet, but paraded the cabin exhibiting the cloth proudly. "I do believe he got a piece of Lopez's trousers!" declared Jack exultantly.
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