Chapter Thirty Seven.
The Intercepted Letter.
Colonel Miranda, having told the tale of his perilous escape, for a time remains silent and reflective. So does his listener. Both are thinking on the same subject—the villainy of Gil Uraga.
Hamersley first breaks silence, asking the question,—
“Did you get my letter?”
“What letter?”
“I wrote you only one. Now I think of it, you could not have received it. No. By the time it would reach Albuquerque, you must have been gone from there.”
“I got no letter from you, Don Francisco. You say you sent one. What was the nature of its contents?”
“Nothing of any importance. Merely to say that I was coming back to New Mexico, and hoped to find you in good health.”