LANZI.
Carmela watched for a long time the Jaguar's irregular ride across country, and when he at length disappeared in the distance, in a clump of pine trees, she sadly bowed her head and re-entered the venta slowly and pensively.
"He hates him," she murmured, in a low, agitated voice; "he hates him. Will he be willing to save him?"
She fell into an equipal, and for some minutes remained plunged in a deep reverie.
At last she raised her head; a feverish flush covered her face, and her soft eyes seemed to emit flashes.
"I will save him!" she exclaimed, with supreme resolution.
After this exclamation she rose, and walking hurriedly across the room, opened the door leading into the corral.
"Lanzi?" she cried.
"Niña?" the half-breed replied, who was engaged at this moment in giving their alfalfa to two valuable horses belonging to the young lady, which were under his special charge.
"Come here."