“Nothing, Señor Capitan,” answered the intelligent boy; “only to inquire if you had arrived safe.”
She had been anxious then!
I separated the branchlet into two equal parts: one I placed in my bosom; the other, having fervently kissed, I enclosed in a folded sheet, upon which I wrote the words—
“Tuyo—tuyo—hasta la muerte!”
Cyprio bore back my parting message.
At midnight Holingsworth and his party came in from the scout. Nothing had been seen of the guerrilla.