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He disclosed all to his half-frantic listener the after actions of Don Antonio with regard to himself his imprisonment and subsequent banishment to the fisheries of Ceuta his escape at a later period to the prairies of America, and his meeting with Bois-Rose with whom, however, no recognition had ever been established about the events of Elanchovi since neither had ever mentioned that name in hearing of the other.
If this last remained master of the field, he trusted to find some plausible excuse for his desertion. He decided therefore upon letting them begin the struggle, and then, at the decisive moment, should come to the assistance of the strongest. While Cuchillo was endeavouring to console himself by these reasonings, Bois-Rose was able to distinguish the complexion of the new-comers.
Trembling in every limb, the horse remained quiet, while Fabian brought Pepe's saddle, which he placed on his back, and then arranged the lazo so as to form at once a bridle and a snaffle. He was about to mount without removing the handkerchief, when Pepe, at a sign from Bois-Rose, interposed.
More than an hour had elapsed since the attempt of the Indians, and Pepe, less absorbed than Bois-Rose, was watching anxiously. "That cursed moon will never go down," said he, "and it seems to me that I hear something like the noise of feet in the water; the buffaloes do not come down to drink at this time of night."
"What will you do with it?" asked Fabian, smiling. "What will I do with it? the child asks what I will do with it!" cried Bois-Rose. "Yes, I wish to know." "What will I do with it?" replied the honest Canadian, whom this question embarrassed much, "parbleu I will do many things, I will give my rifle a golden barrel," cried he, triumphantly. Pepe smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
Ah! if I only had here a certain alcalde of the name of Don Ramon Cohecho, and his damned friend, one Senor Cagatinta, I fancy I should make them pass an uncomfortable quarter of an hour." "Very well, then," said Bois-Rose, seeing the other had finished his narrative; "very well. I quite approve of your intentions let the journey to Arispe stand over."
Bois-Rose lifted him on his shoulders, and all three waded through the water, which scarcely reached to their knees. The chain of mountains was only about a league off, and after a short rest, all resumed their way with renewed ardour. Soon the country changed its aspect.
"I shall recognise this son of a dog," rejoined Pepe, "and if I do not repay him for the anxiety he has caused me, it is because the bullet he is about to send will prevent me." "It is the Blackbird," said Bois-Rose, "he is both brave and dexterous lie close!" The Indian once more took aim, and then fired; a branch knocked from a tree just above Pepe, fell upon him and hurt his forehead.
At some distance off two men on horseback were seen advancing towards the rock, but at the distance at which they were, it was impossible to distinguish either their dress or the colour of their skin. "Must we sustain a new siege here?" said Bois-Rose. "Are these white men or Indians?" "White or red, they are enemies," said Pepe.
Gayferos then related to his auditors the unexpected assistance he had obtained from the three hunters who had taken refuge upon the little island, and was describing the moment in which Bois-Rose carried him off in the presence of the Indians, when this heroic action drew from Don Augustin's lips a cry of admiration. "But there were then a score on this little island?" interrupted he.
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