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Updated: June 7, 2025


"Tut, tut, man! you'll soon change your way of thinking you'll soon take a fresh liking " "No, Roblado, no! I'm disgusted I can't tell why but I am. Would to God she were off my hands!" "Oh! that's easy enough, and without hurting anybody. She can go the way she came. It will only be another scene in the masquerade, and no one will be the wiser. If you are really in earnest "

And they were proceeding to put this idea into execution, when Roblado, who had now got to his feet, finding that a wounded arm was all he had suffered, ordered them to desist. "Up and down!" he thundered; "scatter both ways quick, or he may yet escape us. Go!" The men did as they were ordered, but the party who turned down-stream halted through sheer surprise.

These were his reflections while in the belief that he was going to recover; when a doubt of this crossed his mind, he grew still more anxious about the result. Roblado had hinted at a way in which all might be arranged. He waited with impatience for the latter to make his appearance.

He saw his foes on the opposite bank, and from their voices he could tell there were many of them. They were talking loudly and shouting directions to one another. He could distinguish the voice of Roblado above the rest. He was calling upon some of the men to dismount and follow him over the bridge. He was himself on foot, for the purpose of crossing.

Catalina's gaze was once more turned upon the setting sun. In a few minutes he would disappear behind the snowy ridge of the mountain. Then a few hours, and then moments of bliss! Roblado was seated in his cuartel as before. As before, a tiny knock sounded upon the door.

Your fair form, the angelic beauty of your face perhaps your very grief awakened interest in a heart whose love never meant else than ruin to its object. It was the heart of Colonel Vizcarra. "Mira! Roblado!" muttered he to his subordinate and fellow-villain. "See yonder! Santisima Virgen! Saint Guadalupe! Look, man! Venus, as I'm a Christian and a soldier!

Odd as was this proposition, it exactly suited the half-drunken revellers. Many were curious to have a good sight of the cibolero now so celebrated a personage. The proposal was backed by many voices, and the Comandante pressed to yield to it. Vizcarra had no objection to gratify his guests. Both he and Roblado rather liked the idea. It would be a further humiliation of their hated enemy. Enough.

Roblado, as usual, was pressing his attentions on Catalina, and danced almost every set with her; but her eye wandered from his gold epaulettes and seemed to search the room for some other object. She was evidently indifferent to the remarks of her partner, and tired of his company.

During the short conversation between the Comandante and Roblado he had not been idle, though apparently so. He had made a full reconnaissance of the walls. He saw that out of the saguan, or gateway, an escalera of stone steps led up to the azotea.

Roblado's arrival brought relief to Vizcarra, as he lay chafing and fretting. Their conversation was, of course, upon the late occurrence, and Roblado gave his account of the pursuit. "And do you really think," inquired the Comandante, "that the fellow had a party of savages with him?" "No!" answered Roblado.

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