Westward1, across the Liana Estacado, Uraga and his lancers continue on their return march. The troop, going by twos, is again drawn2 out in an elongated3 line, the arms and accoutrements of the soldiers glancing in the sun, while the breeze floats back the pennons of their lances. The men prisoners are a few files from the rear, a file on each flank guarding them. The women are at the head, alongside the guide and sub-lieutenant, who has charge of the troop.
For reasons of his own the lancer colonel does not intrude4 his company on the captives. He intends doing so in his own time. It has not yet come. Nor does he take any part in directing the march of the men. That duty has been entrusted5 to the alferez; he and Roblez riding several hundred paces in advance of the troop.
He has thus isolated6 himself for the purpose of holding conversation with his adjutant, unembarrassed by any apprehension7 of being overheard.
“Well, ayadante,” he begins, as soon as they are safe beyond earshot, “what’s your opinion of things now?”
“I think we’ve done the thing neatly8, though not exactly the way you wanted it.”
“Anything but that. Still, I don’t despair of getting everything straight in due time. The man Manuel has learnt from his fellow-servant that our American friends have gone on to the settlements of the Del Norte. Strange if we can’t find them there; and stranger still if, when found, I don’t bring them to book at last. Caraja! Neither of the two will ever leave New Mexico alive.”
“What about these two—our Mexican friends?”
“For them a fate the very reverse. Neither shall ever reach it alive.”
“You intend taking them there dead, do you?”
“Neither living nor dead. I don’t intend taking them there at all.”
“You think of leaving them by the way?”
“More than think; I’ve determined9 upon it.”
“But surely you don’t mean to kill them in cold blood?”
“I won’t harm a hair of their heads—neither I, nor you, nor any of my soldiers. For all that, they shall die.”
“Colonel, your speech is somewhat enigmatical. I don’t comprehend it.”
“In due time you will. Have patience for four days more—it may be less. Then you will have the key to the enigma10. Then Don Valerian Miranda and the old rascal11 Don Prospero shall cease to trouble the dreams of Gil Uraga.”
“And you are really determined on Miranda’s death?”
“A silly question for a man who knows me as you. Of course I am.”
“Well, for my part, I don’t care much one way or the other, only I can’t see what benefit it will be to you. He’s not such a bad sort of a fellow, and has got the name of being a courageous12 soldier.”
“You’re growing wonderfully sentimental13, ayadante. The tender glances of the senorita seem to have softened14 you.”
“Not likely,” rejoins the adjutant with a grim smile. “The eyes that could make impression upon the heart of Gaspar Roblez don’t exist in the head of woman. If I have any weaknesses in the feminine way, it’s for the goddess Fortuna. So long as I can get a pack of playing cards, with some rich gringo to face me in the game, I’ll leave petticoats alone.”
In turn the colonel smiles. He knows the idiosyncracy of his confederate in crime. Rather a strange one for a man who has committed many robberies, and more than once imbued15 his hands in blood. Cards, dice16 and drink are his passions, his habitual17 pleasure. Of love he seems incapable18, and does not surrender himself to its lure19, though there has been a chapter of it in his life’s history, of which Uraga is aware, having an unfortunate termination, sealing his heart against the sex to contempt, almost hatred20. Partially21 to this might be traced the fact of his having fallen into evil courses, and, like his colonel, become a robber. But, unlike the latter, he is not all bad. As in the case of Conrad, linked to a thousand crimes, one virtue22 is left to him—courage. Something like a second remains23 in his admiration24 of the same quality in others. This it is that leads him to put in a word for Colonel Miranda, whose bravery is known far and wide throughout the Mexican army. Continuing to plead for him, he says—
“I don’t see why you should trouble yourself to turn States’ executioner. When we get to Santa Fé our prisoners can be tried by court-martial. No doubt they’ll be condemned25 and shot.”
“Very great doubt of it, ayadante. That might have done when we first turned their party out. But of late, things are somewhat changed. In the hills of the Moctezumas matters are again getting complicated, and just now our worthy26 chief, El Cojo, will scarce dare to sign a sentence of death, especially where the party to be passado por les armes is a man of note like Don Valerian Miranda.”
“He must die?”
“Teniente! Turn your head round and look me straight in the face.”
“I am doing so, colonel. Why do you wish me?”
“You see that scar on my cheek?”
“Certainly I do.”
“Don Valerian Miranda did not give the wound that’s left it, but he was partly the cause of my receiving it. But for him the duel27 would have ended differently. It’s now twelve months gone since I got that gash28, at the same time losing three of my teeth. Ever since the spot has felt aflame as if hell’s fire were burning a hole through my cheek. It can only be extinguished by the blood of those who kindled29 it. Miranda is one of them. You’ve asked the question, ‘Must he die?’ Looking at this ugly scar, and into the eye above it, I fancy you will not think it necessary to repeat the question.”
“But how is it to be done without scandal? As you yourself have said, it won’t do for us to murder the man outright30. We may be held to account—possibly ourselves called before a court-martial. Had he made resistance, and given us a pretext—”
“My dear ayadante, don’t trouble yourself about pretexts31. I have a plan which will serve equally as well—my particular purpose, much better. As I’ve promised, you shall know it in good time—participate in its execution. But, come, we’ve been discoursing32 serious matters till I’m sick of them. Let’s talk of something lighter33 and pleasanter—say, woman. What think you of my charmer?”
“The Dona Adela?”
“Of course. Could any other charm me? Even you, with your heart of flint, should feel sparks struck out of it at the sight of her.”
“Certainly she’s the most beautiful captive I’ve ever assisted at the taking of.”
“Captive!” mutters Uraga, in soliloquy. “I wish she were, in a sense different.”
Then, with a frown upon his face, continuing,—
“What matters it! When he is out of the way, I shall have it all my own way. Woo her as Tarquin did Lucretia, and she will yield not as the Roman matron, but as a Mexican woman—give her consent when she can no longer withhold34 it. What is it, cabo?”
The interrogatory is addressed to a corporal who has ridden alongside, and halts, saluting35 him.
“Colonel, the alferez sends me to report that the Indian is no longer with us.”
“What! the man Manuel?”
“The same, colonel.”
“Halt!” commands Uraga, shouting aloud to the troop, which instantly comes to a stand. “What’s this I hear, alferez?” he asks, riding back, and speaking to the sub-lieutenant.
“Colonel, we miss the fellow who guided us. He must have dropped behind as we came out of the gorge36. He was with us on leaving the house, and along the valley road.”
“It don’t much signify,” says Uraga, in an undertone to Roblez; “we’ve got all out of him we need care for. Still, it may be better to bring him along. No doubt he slipped off to settle some affair of his own—some pilferings, I presume; and will be found at the ranche. Cabo! take a file of men, go back to the valley, and bring the loiterer along with you. As I intend marching slowly, you’ll easily overtake us at our night camp.”
The corporal, singling out the file as directed, rides back towards the buttes, still in sight, while the troop continues its uninterrupted march. Uraga and Roblez again go in advance, the former making further disclosure of his plans to his particeps criminis.
Their confidential37 dialogue has lasted about an hour, when another of the lancers riding up again interrupts it. He is a grizzled old veteran, who has once been a cibolero, and seen life upon the plains.
“What is it, Hernandez?” demands the colonel.
“Señor coronel,” says the man, pointing to a little speck38 in the sky, that has just shown itself above the north-eastern horizon, “do you see yonder cloud?”
“Cloud! I see no cloud, unless you mean that spot on the horizon, scarce so large as the crown of my hat Is it that you mean?”
“It is, colonel. And small as it seems, there may come trouble from it. It don’t look much now, but in ten minutes time it will be big enough to spread all over the sky, and over us too.”
“You think so? Why, what is it, Hernandez? El Norte?”
“I’m sure of it. Carramba! I’ve seen it too often. Trust me, colonel, we’re going to have a storm.”
“In that case we’d better bring to a halt and get under shelter. I see nothing here that would screen a cat, save yonder clump39 of dwarf40 oaks. In a way it’ll keep the blast off us, and, as we may as well stay under it for the night, it will furnish fuel for our fires. Ride back to the troop. Tell the alferez to bring on the men to yonder grove41, and quickly. Let the tents be pitched there. Vaya!”
The ci-devant cibolero does as directed, going at a gallop42; while the colonel and his adjutant trot43 on to the clump of blackjacks, standing44 some three hundred paces out of the line of march. It was the same copse that gave shade and concealment45 to Frank Hamersley and Walt Wilder on the day preceding.
On arriving at its edge, which they do before their followers46, Uraga and Roblez see the tracks of the two mules47. Not without surprise, and they exchange some words regarding them. But the fast-darkening sky drives the subject out of their thoughts, and they occupy themselves in choosing a spot for pitching the tents.
Of these there are too—one which Urago owns, the other, found in the ranche, an old marquee Miranda had carried with him in his flight. This has been brought along for the accommodation of his sister, whom Uraga has reason to treat tenderly.
Both tents are soon set up in the shelter of the black-jacks; the marquee, as ordered by Uraga, occupied by the female captives.
The lancers, having hastily dismounted, picket48 their horses and make other preparations for the storm, predicted by the ex-cibolero as something terrific.
Before long they see his prediction verified to the spirit and the letter.
The sky, hitherto shining like a sapphire49 and blue as a turquoise50, becomes changed to the sombre hue51 of lead; then darker, as if night had suddenly descended52 over the sterile53 plain. The atmosphere, but a moment before unpleasantly hot, is now cold as winter; the thermometer is less than twenty minutes falling over forty degrees—almost to freezing point!
It is not night which causes the darkness, nor winter the cold. Both come from an atmospheric54 phenomenon peculiar55 to the table-lands of Texas, and far more feared by the traveller. It is that called by Mexicans and styled by the ex-cibolero El Norte; by Texans known as “The Norther.”
Alike dreaded56 by both.
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