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Striking a tiny silver bell by her side, a slave approached, and was despatched with this note at once to the palace of the governor-general. "Why, sister!" said Ruez, entering the room and speaking at the same time, "you look as if you had been weeping. Pray, are you ill?" "Nay, brother, I am not ill. It was but a slight affair; it is all over now. Where's Carlo, Ruez?"
There is one truthful, gentle and loving spirit that will sympathize with me. I know and feel that; Ruez, my boy, may Heaven bless thee!" "Count Basterio, what sort of a person is this Colonel Bezan, whose sword has been invincible among the rebels, and who has sent us two stand of colors, taken by himself?" asked the queen, of one of her principal courtiers, one day.
"The surgeon told me that his recovery was very doubtful." "Did he tell you that, Ruez?" "Not those words, sister, but that which was equivalent to it, however." "He is worse, then, much worse?" she continued, in a hasty tone of voice. "Not worse, sister," replied Ruez. "I did not say that he was worse, but the fever rages still, and unless that abates within a few hours, death must follow."
"Why, you must know, my dear Ruez," said the general, "that a treaty has been partially agreed upon between us, which will necessarily put all hostilities at an end; and, therefore, any secret information can be of no possible use whatever." "Is it so, Isabella?" asked Ruez, inquiringly, of his sister. "Yes, brother, we are to 'bury the hatchet, as the American orators say."
The ceremony of installation was performed in the state hall of the palace, where all the military, wealth, beauty and fashion of the island assembled, and among these the venerable and much respected Don Gonzales, and his peerless daughter, Isabella, and his noble boy, Ruez.
"Startled at what, Ruez?" "Why, at unexpectedly seeing Captain Bezan," said the boy, honestly. "General Bezan, he is now. But why should she be startled so?" "O, she is not very well, you know, father," said the boy, evasively. "True, she is not well, and I managed it as a surprise, and it was too much of one, I see."
Neither spoke for many minutes, until at last Ruez, still looking off upon the waters of the outer harbor, or Gulf Stream, said: "I wonder where General Bezan keeps himself when off duty?" "Why, brother?" "Because I have called there twice, and have not seen him yet." "Twice!" "Yes." "You know it is but a very few days since he arrived here, brother Ruez, and he must be very busy."
Ruez gazed thoughtfully upon his sister; there seemed to be much going on in his own mind relative to the subject of which they had spoken. At one moment you might read a tinge of anxious solicitude in the boy's handsome face, as he gazed thus, and anon a look of pride, too, at the surpassing beauty and dignity of his sister. She was very beautiful.
"Well, he is handsome, brother, that's true enough, and brave I know, or he would never have leaped into the water to save your life. But I'll never forgive him, I'm sure of that, Ruez," she said, in a most decided tone of voice. "Yes you will, sister." "No, I will not, and you will vex me if you say so again," she added, pettishly.
At times his thoughts, spite of himself, wandered far away over the blue waters to that sunny isle of the tropics, where Isabella Gonzales dwelt, and then his manly heart would heave more quickly, and his pulses beat swifter; and sometimes a tear had wet his check as he recalled the memory of Ruez, whom he had really loved nearly as well as he had done his proud and beautiful sister.
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