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Updated: June 20, 2025
"Still I can't quite understand why your ex-excellency does me the honor of a personal visit." "Because, senor, in the course of human events Providence has seen fit to reverse our positions. I am now your prisoner and you my jailer," explained Megales, and urbanely added a whimsical question. "Shall you have me hanged at dawn?" "It would be a pleasure, and, I reckon, a duty too.
Good liquor is always in order, whether for a funeral or a marriage." "Or an abdication, you might add. I drink to a successful reign, Senor Dictator: Le roi est mort; vive le roi!" The Irishman filled a second glass. "And I drink to Governor Megales, a brave man. May the cards fall better for him next time he plays." The governor bowed ironically.
The Irishman was careful to take no chances, and kept his party in the mesquit till the headlight of an approaching train was visible. It drew up at the siding, and the three men boarded one of the two cars which composed it. The coach next the engine was occupied by a dozen trusted soldiers, who had formerly belonged to the bodyguard of Megales.
The Spaniard's eye flashed, but his answer came suavely as he interrupted: "Don't you think you had better leave Senor Valdez and me to arrange our own family affairs? We could not think of troubling you to attend to them." "He is a good lad and a brave." Megales bowed.
For General Valdez, though he had been selected on account of his integrity and great popularity to succeed Megales, was unaware of the plot on foot to retire the dictator from power. It was just after nightfall that a farmer drove into Chihuahua with a wagonload of alfalfa. He was halted once or twice by guards on the streets, but, after a very cursory inspection, was allowed to pass.
Carlo shook like a leaf, but Megales only smiled at O'Halloran his wintry smile. "That is the trouble in keeping a mad dog, senor. One never knows when it may get out of leash and bite perhaps even the hand that feeds it." Carmencita flung herself, sobbing, into the arms of her father and filled the palace with her screams. Megales handed her over promptly to her lover.
I'm sorry, Carmencita, but there is no other course compatible with safety," decided Megales promptly. The warden's face cleared. "That is really not a point for me to decide, governor. This young American, O'Connor, is now in charge of the prison. I must release him at once, and shall then bring him here to confer with you as to means of safety."
My friends won't be overpopular with Megales if the cards fall his way." "If you win, I suppose we may count Henderson as good as a free man?" "It would be a pity if me pull wouldn't do a little thing like that," scoffed the conspirator genially. "But, win or lose, I may be able to help you. We need musicians to play those pianos we're bringing in.
She understood better when she slid back the panel at the expiration of the allotted time and caught a glimpse of Carmencita Megales in the arms of Juan Valdez. Across the desert into the hills, where the sun was setting in a great splash of crimson in the saddle between two distant peaks, a bunch of cows trailed heavily.
Without hesitation, Megales kept to the right. A stone's throw beyond this point of divergence there began to be apparent a perceptible descent which terminated in a stone wall that blocked completely the way. Megales reached up and put his weight on a rope suspended from the roof. Slowly the solid masonry swung on a pivot, leaving room on either side for a person to squeeze through.
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