"General Harero!"
"Lorenzo Bezan!"
Said each, calling the other's name, in the first moment of surprise.
"So you still propose to continue your persecutions towards this lady?" said General Harero, sarcastically.
"Persecutions?"
"That was my word; what other term can express unwelcome visits?"
"It were better, General Harero, that you should remember the change which has taken place in our relative positions, of late, and not provoke me too far."
"I spit upon and defy your authority."
"Then, sir, it shall be exercised on the morrow for your especial benefit."
"Not by you, though," said the enraged rival, drawing his sword suddenly, and thrusting its point towards the heart of Lorenzo Bezan.