Meanwhile I
shall be tortured with radiant dreams. Go with God!" For a second
time he bowed and kissed the hand he held, then, taking Jose
Sanchez intimately by the arm, he turned to the door.
Dolores collapsed into her seat with an exclamation. "Caramba! The
man is a demon! And such eyes. Uf! They say he was so furious at
losing those two sisters I told you about that he killed the
soldier with the very weapon--"
Dolores was interrupted by Longorio's voice beneath the open
window. The general stood, cap in hand, holding up to Alaire a
solitary wild flower which he had plucked beside the track.
"See!" he cried. "It is the color of your adorable eyes--blue like
a sapphire gem. I saw it peeping at me, and it was lonely. But
now, behold how it smiles--like a star that sees Paradise, eh? And
I, too, have seen Paradise." He placed the delicate bloom in
Alaire's fingers and was gone.
"Cuidado!" breathed Dolores. "There is blood on it; the blood of
innocents. He will burn for a million years in hell, that man."
Longorio made good his promise; soon a grizzled old teniente, with
six soldiers, was transferred as a bodyguard to the American lady,
and then, after some further delay, the military train departed.
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