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Updated: June 7, 2025
Even the girl believed herself in the hands of Indians if belief she had. "Ha! ha! ha! A capital joke, by my honour!" continued Roblado, laughing as he puffed his cigar. "It's the only piece of fun I've enjoyed since we came to this stupid place. Even in a frontier post I find that one may have a little amusement if he know how to make it. Ha! ha! ha!
Seeing that he was not wanted further, he touched his shako and withdrew. "So, camarado, you see it is right enough, so far as you are concerned." "And for you also!" replied Roblado. "Not exactly." "Why not?" "I don't like the story of this sweetheart this ranchero. The fellow possesses money a spirit, too, that may be troublesome.
There had been jealousy and ill-will between them for long; therefore the lieutenant's death was no source of regret to him. But the joy of Roblado owed partly its origin to another consequence of that day's drama one that affected him more than any one that was nearest his heart and his hopes.
The moon shone upon their faces the fair skin and curly locks of Carlos were distinctly visible under the light. The girl knew the cibolero it was he. She had seen all that was necessary for Roblado to know. The grove was the place of meeting. It only remained for her to get back to the officer, and give the information.
A watch was placed on the house of the young ranchero, Don Juan; and though both Vizcarra and Roblado had determined on special action with regard to him, they agreed upon leaving him undisturbed for the present, as that might facilitate their plans. The spies who had been employed were not soldiers, but men of the town and poor rancheros.
The Indians who had harried the sheep and cattle who had attacked the hacienda of Don Juan who had fired the rancho and carried off Rosita were Colonel Vizcarra, his officer Captain Roblado, his sergeant Gomez, and a soldier named Jose another minion of his confidence and will.
"It does seem incredible. What do you mean to do, Roblado?" "Oh! I'm safe enough about her. She shall be better watched for the future. I've had a hint given to Don Ambrosio. You know my secret well enough, colonel. Her mine is my loadstone; but it is a cursed queer thing to have for one's rival such a fellow as this! Ha! ha! ha!" Roblado's laugh was faint and unreal.
Roblado having arrived, the Comandante explained his case, detailing every circumstance that had happened. "My dear colonel, you did not go properly to work. I am astonished at that, considering your skill and experience. You dropped like an eagle upon a dovecot, frightening the birds into their inaccessible holes. You should not have gone to the rancho at all." "And how was I to see her?"
"No; I do not go myself on this expedition; but my best officer, Captain Roblado, will lead it. He is now getting ready. You may wait for him." As Vizcarra said this, he turned abruptly away from the wall, and continued his promenade along the azotea. No doubt he felt ill at ease in a tete-a-tete with the cibolero, and was glad to end it.
They had brought, however, a far more positive trophy of victory a young girl belonging to the settlement, whom they had re-captured from the savages, and whom Captain Roblado the gallant leader of the expedition supposed to be the same that had been carried off few days before from a rancho at the lower end of the valley!
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