"At what place did you leave the General?" he asked, as he mechanically turned in his fingers the open despatch, at which he had not yet looked.
"At Pozo Redondo, a little in advance of the Noria de Guadalupe, Captain."
"Who are you—what is your name?"
"I am the assistente of his most excellent General; my name is Gregorio Lopez."
"Do you know the contents of this despatch?"
"No; but I suppose it is important."
The soldier replied to the Captain's questions with perfect freedom and frankness. It was evident that he was telling the truth.
After a final hesitation, Don Juan made up his mind to read; but he soon began frowning, and an angry expression spread over his features.
This is what the despatch contained:—
"Pozo Redondo."