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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Yes, señorita," he murmured, with that strange sweetness in his voice, "I am Porfias del Norte." "Not dead!" "Far from it, fair one." "But Frank said " "He thought he had left me dead in the old hut where I was shot down by a treacherous dog who shall pay the penalty with his life. The bullet struck me here, but Heaven changed its course and spared my life. My time had not come, Señorita Inza."
"It is. Did you ask Mr. Scott the name of the man with whom he dined last evening." "Yes." "It was " "Alvarez Lazaro." "I thought it!" "Why, how did you know any " "The white-haired man you met here is Alvarez Lazaro." "No?" "And this Lazaro has boldly informed me that he was once the bosom friend of Porfias del Norte and is now his avenger." "What's that?" gasped Hatch.
"But now you realize your mistake, señor; now you know we have never met until this moment." "It is not likely that we have; but still you remind me powerfully of a man by the name of Porfias del Norte." "I knew him." "You knew him?" "I did, señor. He was my bosom friend. Who are you that knew my friend?" "My name is Merriwell."
I had not heard a sound, but he was there, and those eyes were fastened on me in a manner that made my blood turn cold. I gave a cry and sprang up. Then he spoke, and, if possible, his voice terrified me even more than his eyes, for it was the voice of your bitterest enemy, Porfias del Norte. Of course, I know Del Norte is dead, Frank; but this man alarms me all the more because of that."
"I have sworn to avenge him!" The Mexican leaned toward Frank, swiftly hissing: "I have sworn to ruin you, to wreck your ambitions and your life, to make you suffer even as Porfias suffered in his last moments! Now you understand me! Now you know what to expect from me!" "You're insane! I see madness in your eyes! Be careful that you do not bring on yourself the fate that befell Del Norte."
At first it had seemed very narrow, but now it was growing wider. Each time he looked it appeared wider than before. "I'll reach it!" he told himself, with absolute confidence. "Porfias del Norte still lives, Señor Merriwell, as you shall have good cause to know!" Now the air seemed sweeter and purer. He realized how stagnant and stifling it had been away down there in the cave of death.
"It was just left here by a messenger boy, who stated that it was very important and must be given to you personally." He handed Frank an envelope on which his name was written. Merry tore it open and drew forth a single sheet of paper, on which was written the following ominous words: "You fancied Porfias del Norte perished in the Adirondacks and that Alvarez Lazaro was destroyed by fire.
"Yes; I have begun the work of ruining Merriwell's plans, bringing him to poverty and wretchedness and destroying him at last. Did I tell you once that I was the bosom friend of Porfias del Norte? I am Del Norte himself! "Del Norte, a youth, died in that cave; but Del Norte, the old man you see before you, rose from it.
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