I never came nearer slaying a fellow creature—not to accomplish the act.
Better, perhaps, had I completed it on that occasion. It would have spared me a severe shot-wound, afterwards received, with certain other disagreeable contretemps, of which Johanna Laundrich was prime agent and promoter.
Story 1, Chapter VIII.
A Pleasant Explanation.
The peculiar spectacle thus witnessed for a while distracted my thoughts from the marquee and its occupants.
Only for a short while. Soon again the lovely face of Lola rose up before the eye of my imagination; and the longing to look upon it became stronger than ever.
Yielding to this fascination—for which I could scarcely account—I strolled back to the ci-devant head-quarters of the Mexican commander-in-chief.
On arriving in front of the entrance I paused.