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Influenced by this advice, the viceroy retired into the palace, accompanied by his brother Vela Nunnez, Paul de Meneses, Jerom de la Cerna, Alfonso de Caceres, Diego de Urbina, and others of his friends and followers, with all his relations and servants. The hundred soldiers of the nightly guard were posted at the great gate of the palace, with orders to prevent any one from going in.
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Urbina went directly to the viceroy, who was already in bed, and assured him that most of the inhabitants had fled from the city, as he believed that the defection was more general than it turned out to be. The viceroy was very justly alarmed by this intelligence, and ordered the drums to beat to arms.
Austin, who had silently watched the play of these opposing motives, he turned away, and Tad Lewis followed him. But Dave Law had recognized Adolfo Urbina in the crowd, and, stepping forward, disarmed him, saying: "Adolfo, there's a warrant for you, so I'll just take you in."
Tad says Urbina has gone to Pueblo to get married, so I'm going to follow him, and I shall be there when he arrives." "Bueno! Another matter" Ricardo hesitated "your bonita the pretty mare. She is buried deep." "I'm glad," said Dave. "I think I shall sleep better for knowing that."
While this was going on, Urbina the maestre de campo or major-general, when going his rounds met several of these soldiers in the street, and immediately suspected the truth. He went, therefore, straight to the viceroy, to whom he communicated the suspicious circumstances he had observed, that some prompt measures might be concerted for counteracting the machinations of the oydors.
No protest came, however; Lewis slipped into his boots and slicker, explaining meanwhile: "I'm sorry this play came up, for I don't want folks to think I got a gang of thieves workin' for me." But Adolfo Urbina was nowhere to be found. No one had seen him since about seven o'clock, nor could it be discovered where he was spending the night.
"There's nothing against me except running arms, and the embargo is off now. It's a joke, anyhow. Nobody was ever convicted, even when the embargo was in effect. Why, the government winks at anybody who helps the Rebels." "Oh, that is nothing!" Urbina agreed; "but you would not wish to be called a cattle thief, eh?" "What d'you mean?" "You knew that the stealing went on." "Huh! I should say I did.
At last Ed Austin ventured to say, apologetically: "I'm willing to do almost anything to help Adolfo, but they'll make a liar of me if I take the stand. Isn't there some other way out?" "I don't know of any," said Lewis. "Money'll square anything," Ed urged, hopefully, whereupon Urbina waved his cigarette and nodded. "This Ricardo Guzman is the cause of it all. He is a bad man."
The color was gone from the picture; this quixotic guerrilla hero, this elegant Ruy Blas, was nothing more than a tall, olive-skinned foreigner whose ardor was distasteful. Longorio was tiresome. On this same evening a scene of no little significance was taking place at Las Palmas. Ed Austin was entertaining callers, and these were none other than Tad Lewis and Adolfo Urbina.
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