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Chapter 67

           TheystandwaitingfortheapproachofIsidora.

           Allarenowbytheirhorses;andsomehavesoughtshelteramongthetrees.Therearethosewhohaveanapprehension:thatalongwiththeMexican,orcloseafterher,maystillcomeatroopofComanches.

           Afewareotherwiseoccupied—ZebStumpamongthenumber.Hetakesthegagfrombetweentheteethoftherespitedprisoner,anduntiesthethongshithertoholdinghimtoofast.

           Thereisonewhowatcheshimwithastrangeinterest,buttakesnopartintheproceeding.Herparthasbeenalreadyplayed—perhapstooprominently.Sheshunstheriskofappearingfartherconspicuous.

           WhereisthenieceofDonSilvioMortimez?Shehasnotyetcomeupontheground!Thestrokeofherhorse’shoofisnolongerheard!Therehasbeentime—morethantime—forhertohavereachedthejacalé!

           Hernon-appearancecreatessurprise—apprehension—alarm.TherearementherewhoadmiretheMexicanmaiden—itisnotstrangetheyshould—somewhohaveseenherbefore,andsomewhoneversawheruntilthatday.

           Canitbe,thatshehasbeenovertakenandcaptured?Theinterrogatorypassesround.Noonecananswerit;thoughallareinterestedintheanswer.

           TheTexansbegintofeelsomethinglikeshame.Theirgallantrywasappealedto,inthatspeechsentthemfromthecliff,"Tejanos!Cavalleros!"

           Hasshewhoaddresseditsuccumbedtothepursuer?Isthatbeauteousformintheembraceofapaint-bedaubedsavage?

           Theylistenwithearsintent,—manywithpulsesthatbeathigh,andheartsthrobbingwithakeenanxiety.

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