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"He went for the surgeon, and I have not seen him," was the reply. Isabella trembled, for at that moment General Bezan, hastening back from the surgeon's, and despatching some matter that occurred by the way, now entered the house, and was greeted most cordially by Don Gonzales and Ruez.
You are her parent, and can command her obedience; but I do not believe you can control Isabella's heart," said Ruez, earnestly. "Boy, I do not like thee to talk to me thus. Remember thy youth, and thy years. Thou art ever putting me to my metal." "Father, do I not love thee and sister Isabella above all else on earth?" "Yes, yes, boy, I know it; thou dost love us well; say no more."
"You, too, must be ready at an early hour to-morrow to go with Isabella and myself to the palace, where we shall be introduced to the new lieutenant-governor, just arrived from Madrid." "I don't want to go, father," said the boy, still fondling the dog. "Why not, Ruez?" "Because Isabella does not," was the childish reply.
"Tut! tut!" said Lorenzo Bezan, entering at that moment; "I thought I heard a pistol discharge." "Only a kiss, general," said Ruez, pleasantly. And this was a sample of the joy and domestic peace of Don Gonzales's family.
"Why, he may get over those wounds, but it's a severe case, and would be little less than a miracle. I've seen sicker men live, and I've seen those who seemed less sick die." "Alas! then there is no way yet of deciding upon his case," said the boy. "None, Master Ruez; but we'll hope for the best; that is all that can be done."
Kissing her cheek, and rousing her from the waking dream that possessed her now, Ruez turned away and left her to herself and the thoughts his words had aroused. We, too, will leave Isabella Gonzales, for a brief period, while we turn to another point of our story, whither the patient reader will please to follow.
Ruez had broken the ice. He found that it was time, however, to be silent now, and leaning back thoughtfully in the volante, he neither spoke again, nor seemed to observe anything external about him until he once more entered the Plato and his father's noble mansion.
WHEN Don Gonzales returned from his drive with Ruez, and while he was still thinking upon the subject which the boy had introduced, relative to Lorenzo Bezan and Isabella, he found the general awaiting his return and desiring an interview with him.
"Nay, Isabella, my old limbs totter with fear for dear Ruez," was the hasty reply of the old don, as he hurried forward with his daughter. "Dear, dear Ruez," exclaimed Isabella, hysterically.
Ruez only drew the closer to his side at these words, while his father, Don Gonzales, watched both the soldier and his boy with much interest for a moment, then turning to General Harero, he made some earnest and complimentary remark, evidently referring to Captain Bezan, though uttered in a low tone of voice, which seemed to increase the cloud on the general's brow.
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