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Unless I am mistaken, her liking is turned in the direction of Rufino, brother of your friend Matteo Giustiniani, and as I like none better among the suitors for her hand, methinks that by the time you return you will find that they are betrothed. "And now I hear the sailors are heaving the anchor, and therefore, Messer Hammond, it is time we took to our boats."
For know, Senor Rufino, that, though I'm now chief of our tribe, and those we have with us here will do as I bid them obey me in anything still the elders have control, and might make trouble if I did aught to injure the friend of my late father. I am not free, and dare not act as you propose." "Carramba! you needn't act at all, as I've already told you.
And for the former, a glance at the man's face tells that neither is insanity the cause of his cruel behaviour to his horse. Rufino Valdez for he is the hastening horseman if bad, is by no means mad. Superfluous to say, what the errand pressing him to such speed.
Not for the world would Rufino Valdez again engage in single combat with Caspar Mendez, and soon as setting eyes on the latter he draws bridle so abruptly that his horse starts back as if he had trodden upon a rattlesnake.
"But the trouble is now over, father!" "So much the better for Rufino," the merchant said. "It will be good news to him that you are freed from the persecution of Ruggiero. And now, I must leave you, for I have arranged to ride over with the governor to the other side of the island. He has to investigate the damage which took place last evening.
Soon, however, he gives the name, saying: "The scoundrel who bestrode that horse and a thorough scoundrel too is Rufino Valdez. Assassin, besides! It's he who has murdered my master. I'd lay my life on it." After arriving at this conclusion, he adds: "What a pity I didn't think of this before! If but yesterday morning! He must have passed along the trail going back, and alone?
For such they really are the cuarteleros of Paraguay, with Rufino Valdez riding at their head; not as their commanding officer, but in the exercise of his more proper and special calling of vaqueano, or guide.
Nor is he; since this third traveller, so early on the road, is Rufino Valdez. As commissioner to the Tovas tribe, he has executed the commission with which he was entrusted, with something besides; and is now on return to make report to his master, El Supremo, leaving the latter to take such other steps as may deem desirable.
But it is now made by the moon, which is also low in the sky; only before his face, instead of behind his back. For it would be the season of harvest were such known in the Chaco and the moon is at her full, lighting up the campo with a clearness unknown to northern lands. Were it otherwise, Rufino Valdez might have halted here, and been forced to stay in the Chaco for another night.
And though one may be wounded and disabled, as he knows him to be, the other is not so, as he can well see. Instead, a man in full health, strength, and vigour, one Rufino Valdez fears as much as hates, though hating him with his whole heart. For it is Gaspar, the gaucho, once his rival in the affections of a Paraguayan girl, and successful in gaining them.
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