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He hoped to gain some inspiration by examining the place again, and, as it proved, he succeeded beyond his most sanguine expectations. As he sat on an old stone bench, moodily repicturing the catastrophe as Esteban had described it, his attention fell upon an envelope at his feet. It was sealed; it was unaddressed. Cueto idly broke it open and began to read.
These are the ghosts " He began to chuckle, but the sound of his malevolent merriment was like the hiccoughing of a drunken man. "Rosa! What have you done " Cobo ran on unheeding: "It must be a great treasure, indeed, from all accounts the ransom of a dozen kings. That's what Cueto said, 'The ransom of a dozen kings! Those were his very words."
A curt order brought his men out of their saddles. One of their number was detailed to guard the animals, while the rest fell in behind Cueto and followed him up the trail by the starglow. The surprise was easily effected, for Colonel Cobo's men were accomplished in this sort of work.
After this, the judges sent off a message to Cueto, by means of Friar Gaspard de Carvajal, in which the deposed viceroy concurred, ordering him to surrender the command of the fleet, and to give up the children of the late marquis, in return for which they would place the viceroy under his charge, who would otherwise be in great peril of his life.
Cobo, it transpired, was delighted with the new captain-general, a man of blood and iron, a man after his own heart. This Weyler, he predicted, would put an end to the insurrection; there would be no more of Campos's weak, merciful methods, which were, in reality, nothing less than encouragement to revolt. Cueto, of course, agreed.
He dragged her farther from what was now a roaring furnace. "Where is your precious brother and that black fellow?" Rosa could only stare dully. "It seems we missed them," said Cueto. "More of your bungling," Cobo broke out at him, wrathfully. "God! I've a mind to toss you into that fire."
Pancho Cueto hesitatingly addressed the dim blur which he knew to be Colonel Cobo. The Colonel of Volunteers was in a vile temper, what with the long night ride and an error of Cueto's which had considerably lengthened the journey. "Where is the house?" growled the officer. "Not far. But the path is rocky and the horses' feet " "God, yes!"
Don't forget that Don Esteban is before all else a business man. Be careful that some one doesn't make him so good an offer for your girl that he will forget his promise and sell her." Sebastian uttered a hoarse, animal cry and the whites of his eyes showed through the gloom. "He would never sell Evangelina!" Cueto laughed aloud once more. "Of course! He would not dare, eh? I am only teasing you.
Only a few of the larger trees remained. Cueto was disappointed at finding nothing, but he was not discouraged. Next he tore down the old slave barracoons and the outbuildings, after which he completely wrecked the residence itself. He pulled it apart bit by bit, brick by brick. He even dug up its foundations, but without the reward of so much as a single peseta.
In pursuance of this resolution, on Tuesday the 15th of September, two days after the slaughter of the commissary Suarez, the viceroy gave orders to Diego Alvarez de Cueto, with a party of horse, to convey the children of the late Marquis Pizarro on board ship, and to remain in charge of them and the licentiate Vaca de Castro.
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