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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - - - -Title: Miss Fairfax of Virginia - A Romance of Love and Adventure Under the Palmettos - -Author: St. George Rathborne - -Release Date: July 18, 2016 [EBook #52599] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MISS FAIRFAX OF VIRGINIA *** - - - - -Produced by Daniel Lowe, Melissa McDaniel and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This -file was produced from images generously made available -by The Internet Archive) - - - - - - - - - -Miss Fairfax of Virginia - -A ROMANCE OF LOVE AND ADVENTURE UNDER THE PALMETTOS - -BY ST. GEORGE RATHBORNE - -AUTHOR OF - -"Doctor Jack," "A Fair Revolutionist," "A Sailor's Sweetheart," -"A Chase for a Bride," etc. - -[Illustration: Publisher's stamp] - - NEW YORK - STREET & SMITH, PUBLISHERS - 238 WILLIAM STREET - - - - - COPYRIGHT. 1899, - BY STREET & SMITH. - - - - -TABLE OF CONTENTS - - - CHAPTER I. PERHAPS LOVERS ONCE, STRANGERS NOW. - CHAPTER II. ALAS! FOR THE GAME THAT FAILED TO WORK. - CHAPTER III. AT DAGGERS' POINTS. - CHAPTER IV. MILLIONS MAY NOT PURCHASE LOVE. - CHAPTER V. RODERIC'S REPENTANCE. - CHAPTER VI. ON THE BORDERS OF PARADISE. - CHAPTER VII. THE SWORD DUEL IN THE EAST INDIAN BUNGALOW. - CHAPTER VIII. "ADIOS, BELOVED!" - CHAPTER IX. DOWN THE IRISH COAST. - CHAPTER X. FOR ONE NIGHT AT THE AZORES. - CHAPTER XI. THE LADY ON THE QUARTER DECK. - CHAPTER XII. THE MAN WHO MADE SIGNS. - CHAPTER XIII. ADONIS ON A NEW TACK. - CHAPTER XIV. A CHASE TO THE YACHT. - CHAPTER XV. CAPTAIN BOB GUESSES NOT. - CHAPTER XVI. THE INVASION OF SAN JUAN. - CHAPTER XVII. THE BOLERO DANCER WITH THE GYPSY BLOOD. - CHAPTER XVIII. JULIO DECLARES FOR WAR. - CHAPTER XIX. BY WAY OF THE BALCONY. - CHAPTER XX. A RENDEZVOUS AT THE TOBACCONIST'S. - CHAPTER XXI. THE MONSTER COMES AGAIN. - CHAPTER XXII. TO THE OLD FORTRESS. - CHAPTER XXIII. HOW THEY WENT IN. - CHAPTER XXIV. THE STRANGE MEETING IN THE DUNGEON. - CHAPTER XXV. WHEN THE OFFICER OF THE GUARD CAME. - CHAPTER XXVI. A RACE TO THE BOAT. - CHAPTER XXVII. WHEN THE SPANISH FLAG LEFT PORTO RICO FOREVER. - - - - -Miss Fairfax of Virginia - - - - -CHAPTER I. - -PERHAPS LOVERS ONCE, STRANGERS NOW. - - -The genial summer sun had long since dropped behind the Irish hills, -and the glowing lights of old Dublin were set like rare jewels upon the -dark bosom of mother earth when Roderic Owen, with a fragrant cigar -between his teeth, walked to and fro under the shadow of Nelson's -column in historic Sackville street, now better known among loyal -citizens under the name of O'Connell. - -Owen only arrived from Liverpool on the Holyhead steamer that very -day and had passed some hours upon various tramcars, surveying those -portions of the famous city they traversed. - -It may have given him a thrill of satisfaction to realize that he once -more stood on his native heath, which land the exile had not seen -since, a child of tender years, he left it in company with his heart -broken parents; but two decades in the atmosphere of free America had -made a full-fledged Yankee out of him, and his heart was wholly pledged -to the interests of America. - -Business had more to do with his flying visit across the Irish sea -than a desire to look upon the scenes of childhood--these tender -recollections might be all very good in their way, but when his country -was at war with one of the old world powers, young Owen's heart and -soul were wrapped up in the interests he represented, and the state -mission that had taken him over the Atlantic. - -The public will never learn more than a small portion of the unwritten -history of the Hispano-American war, since these memoirs are snugly -reposing in the archives at Washington, where they will rest until -dusty with age. - -Secret agents were employed in many European capitals in the endeavor -to discover the true sentiments of the powers most interested, so -that in case unhappy Spain seemed in a way to secure an ally, prompt -measures might be taken to head off the threatened blow by a sudden -_coup d'etat_, in which our good friend Great Britain stood ready to do -her part. - -Roderic Owen, being peculiarly gifted by nature with rare abilities -in the line of diplomacy, had been remarkably useful in Berlin, Paris -and Vienna, and was now suddenly transferred to another famous capital -because it appeared as though Dublin might be the theatre of a little -gathering where matters of intense moment were to be discussed. - -It was evident from his manner that he had made the Nelson column a -rendezvous. His eyes followed each tramcar that passed, and never a -jaunting-car jogged by that he did not survey with growing interest. -A hot blooded Spanish lover awaiting the coming of the black-eyed -senorita with whom he had made a tryst could hardly have appeared more -anxious. - -He had just tossed away the remnant of his weed and was feeling for his -cigar case to draw out another when the expected happened. - -"At last!" he muttered, with a sigh of relief. - -Still he made no abrupt forward movement--caution had been one of -the fruits of long diplomatic service. "Everything comes to him who -waits--and works," is the leading maxim of their craft. - -A woman dismounted from a Rathmines car that had just arrived at the -terminus of its journey. She was garbed in the sombre black habiliments -of a religious recluse belonging to one of the many orders in Dublin. -These nuns, serving often in the capacity of Sisters of Charity, come -and go with the utmost freedom, respected by the humble classes to whom -they are often angelic messengers in times of distress or sickness. - -Just as he expected the sombre robed passenger came slowly toward him -as though endeavoring to make sure of his identity ere accosting him. - -Owen could _feel_ a pair of eager eyes fastened upon his face, for -there is such a sensation, and it surprised him to experience it. - -Then came a low voice breathing his name, and somehow it had never -before sounded just the same to him, nor had he known there was music -in its bare utterance. - -"I have waited about half an hour for you," remarked the American, -complacently. - -"Ah! senor, I am sorry. It was not my fault I assure you," she -exclaimed, eagerly. - -"I am certain of that, lady. Besides, I have no right to complain when -one whom I do not even know goes to this great trouble in order to do -me a service." - -She moved uneasily at his words, and as if fearful lest his ardent gaze -might penetrate beneath the veil she wore, one little white hand crept -out from the folds of her sable robe to rearrange the crepe. - -Owen smiled, for this act of caution had revealed much to him--upon -those plump fingers shone rings set with flashing gems, such as no -member of a holy order would dare wear. - -Thus, without asking a question, he knew his _vis-à-vis_ to be in -disguise. - -More than this, the unconscious desire to make sure that her face was -concealed gave him the impression that they must have met before. As -yet her voice had only sounded in low, whispered cadence, but it was -rich and musical, and somehow seemed to arouse dim, uncertain memories -which in good time after much groping, he would doubtless be able to -place. - -She looked around with some concern, for the locality being central was -never quiet, upon which he said: - -"Let us walk toward O'Connell bridge, and you can explain more fully -the meaning of your note, as you promised. I assure you the interest -taken in my welfare is appreciated, and if I can return the favor you -have only to speak." - -"You mistake, senor--I do not seek a reward. Chancing to know that you -were the object of a base plot, I thought it only my duty to warn you." - -"Because your vows constrained you?" - -She appeared somewhat annoyed. - -"Because heaven inspires every honest heart to desire the confusion of -evil schemes." - -"Pardon--I was foolish for an instant to believe my personality could -have anything to do with it. Undoubtedly your love of fair play must -have impelled you to do the same for any poor devil." - -"Senor, you have no right to question my motives." - -"I am a brute--you are an angel come to my assistance. Let us then -proceed to business. From whence does this threatening danger come--in -which quarter am I to guard against secret foes?" - -"You do not seem to be alarmed?" - -"Does that surprise you, lady? Surely then you are not well acquainted -with Anglo-Saxon blood. We who sup with danger, learn to despise it. I -say this deliberately and without boasting." - -"Ah! yes, I had forgotten your mission abroad. Your government would -never have sent any but a brave cavalier to take such desperate -chances. _Hola!_ it is a pleasure to meet a man who does not shrink -from a hazard." - -"Pardon the curiosity--but are you not Spanish?" he asked, steadily--it -was of considerable importance that he should know this fact, for the -most able diplomat may well look to his laurels when pitted against a -female Richelieu. - -She answered frankly, almost eagerly. - -"My people are of Spanish blood, but I have only once seen Spain. I am -_hija de Puerto Rico_." - -How proudly she declared it. - -"A daughter of Porto Rico--I am pleased to know it, for that lovely -island will soon rest beneath the starry banner. A grand future awaits -her under the new dispensation. I have been in San Juan myself, and -shall never cease to remember that quaint city." - -Perhaps the evening breeze brought with it a breath of chilly fog from -off old Dublin bay--at any rate the wearer of the sombre nun's garb -shivered a little and seemed to shrink back from the American. - -"Now," continued Owen, cheerily, as though his quick eye had not noted -with considerable surprise this peculiar action on her part, "we have -reached the bridge. Tell me whence comes this danger?" - -"There is one whom you have believed a friend, Senor Owen. Trust him -not, for he has sworn to work your downfall." - -"Which is very interesting, to say the least. Am I to be arrested as -a Fenian suspect, come over the big pond to duplicate the Burke and -Cavendish tragedy of Phœnix park? Or is this sly schemer a Spanish -sympathizer in the pay of Sagasta?" - -"You have said it, senor--the last is the truth. But there is -more--another reason why he hates you." - -"Perhaps you wouldn't mind mentioning it?" - -"His name first--it is Jerome Wellington." - -Owen seemed startled. - -"Confusion--I never suspected that _he_ was in Sagasta's pay. Luckily -I have made it a rule to be as close mouthed as an oyster with regard -to all state secrets. So friend Jerome has a private grudge against me. -When have I trod upon his toes? Kindly enlighten me, good angel?" - -"It is on her account--the dashing Senorita Cleo," came the muffled -answer, and again Owen knew the eyes back of the veil were fastened -intently upon him as though to read his secret. - -Thereupon he pursed up his mustached lip and emitted a low, incredulous -whistle. - -"Cleo Fairfax, my independent cousin, the daughter of ten millions, -what has she to do with the case? Is Jerome jealous--does he seek her -hand--well, let him sail in and win. I shall not stand in the way, for -it has never occurred to me to fall in love with my cousin." - -"Ah! senor, that is very well, but this man who is as handsome as an -Adonis hates you because he knows the American senorita loves you." - -"What! Cleo loves me--incredible--impossible." - -"More, she adores you." - -"Senorita, you surely jest or dream." - -"I speak what I know, and the fact is patent to everyone that you have -but to declare a word to bring this lovely girl and her millions to -your arms." - -"God forbid that I should ever speak that word, unless I truly loved -her as a man should the girl he means to make his wife. It is, I say -again, impossible that such a thing can be." - -"Few things are impossible, senor." - -"But--there are impediments in the way." - -"Perhaps none that might not be swept aside." - -"Above all, I do not love her--it is ridiculous, and never entered -into my mind. And so Jerome has conjured up a delightful hatred for -me because, by Jove, he chooses to _imagine_--you see I lay especial -emphasis on that word, for I can't believe it possible--that this -favored daughter of fortune gives me more than cousinly regard. Well, -if it pleases Jerome to indulge in such capers, I'm not the one to -cry quits. My duty as well as my privilege is to meet him half way. I -imagine you may be in a position to tell me how he means to strike. It -is awful kind of you to take such trouble." - -The thought had suddenly occurred to him that perhaps she might have -come from Cleo, and he winced at the verbatim report of his declaration -she must necessarily take back; but it was the truth, and Roderic Owen -had always made a point to stick to his guns in action. - -She was growing uneasy, as though fearful lest he might allow his -curiosity respecting her identity get the better of his gentlemanly -instincts. So when she spoke again it was hurriedly, her manner -betraying a desire to end the interview. - -"I have gone so far that it only remains for me to tell you the nature -of the plot whereby this jealous fortune seeker hopes not only to ruin -you in the eyes of the Senorita Cleo, but before your government as -well. - -"You are staying at the Shelbourne hotel. Your room overlooks the -cascade in St. Stevens green. You have arranged to meet one at the park -gate at twelve to-night, expecting to receive information respecting -the clique of Spanish sympathizers at present sojourning in Dublin as -a city least suspected of harboring America's foes. They have come -here in the hope of arousing the slumbering Fenian spirit should Great -Britain join the states against France or Germany. - -"Your expected informant is in their pay--he intends to suddenly pounce -upon you and, aided by allies in hiding carry you off. It will be made -to appear that you have abandoned your patriotic mission, and fled with -a well known adventuress to the gaming tables of Monte Carlo." - -"The duse! This is a nice kettle of fish. And only for you I might have -fallen a victim of the plot. But forewarned is forearmed. Some one -shall take my place, since it would be a pity they should have their -labor for nothing. It shall be diamond cut diamond from this hour. And -now, believe me, I am duly sensible of the great service you had done -me, lady. God knows it would give me pleasure to reciprocate should the -occasion ever arise." - -"I believe it--I know it, Senor Owen," she said, with some confusion. - -"I do not ask your name--that you wish it to remain a secret is enough -for me. But at least you will shake hands before we part. It is a part -of an American's code, you know--add one more obligation to those you -have heaped upon me. Do not refuse, I beg." - -She had shrunk back as though alarmed at the prospect, but his -_debonair_ manner, together with the absurdity of the fear that almost -overwhelmed her seemed to force her to meet his friendly advances, and -a little hand crept shyly out from among the dusky robes, advancing -half way. - -Roderic Owen clasped it in his own, and was conscious of a most -remarkable sensation that seemed to flash along his arm until it -finally brought up in the region of his heart. - -It may have been electricity, or some kindred element, but all the same -he considered it exceeding queer. - -Perhaps in his warmth he pressed her hand so that the setting of her -rings inflicted pain. At any rate she gave a little exclamation. - -"Forgive me; I forgot your rings, idiot that I am," and with a -gallantry he must have inherited from ancestors who once ruled in this -ever green isle he hastily raised the bruised digits to his lips. - -This caused her to snatch away her hand and with a hasty "_buenos -noches_" hurry to meet a tramcar coming from the monument. - -Before Owen could fully recover from his surprise she had entered the -double decked vehicle of transportation, and was lost to his sight. - -He stood there, leaning against the stone railing of O'Connell bridge -and looking after the car, a very much puzzled man. - -"Ah!" he ejaculated, as snatching out his handkerchief he waved it -vigorously in response to the one that fluttered from the open window -of the humble tramcar. - -Then the man from over the sea mechanically drew out his cigar case, -selected a weed, struck a match on the stone coping of the bridge, and -began to puff away as though he might in this manner free his brain of -the mental cobwebs that seemed to clog his clear reasoning. - -At the same time he started in the direction of Trinity College, -swinging a stout cane, and musing upon the singular events that had on -this night opened a new chapter in his experience. - -And somehow it seemed to the adventurous Owen that they bore a definite -connection with his past--again he heard that voice sounding as with -the music of sweet birds--its dim echo, so familiar and yet eluding -his grasp like a fluttering will-o'-the-wisp, how exasperating it was. -Where had he met this seeming nun in the sable robe, and who was she? - -Then suddenly he saw a great light--the confused memories drifted into -one clear vision. Again he stood on the brilliantly lighted Grand -Plaza of the Porto Rican capital with surging crowds of officers and -civilians around him, while a really excellent military band played -the beautiful, voluptuous airs of sunny Spain--again he heard a voice, -sweet as that of a lark, floating upon the night air from an open -window, and singing a serenade--Roderic was carried back two years in -his life to scenes that had been marked by stormy passion, and the -realization gave him a tremendous shock. - -He had reached the vicinity of Trinity's bold Campanile when this bolt -went home, and the effect was so great as to actually bring him to a -full stop, with held breath. - -"By Jove! to think I never suspected the amazing truth when talking -with her. Now I know it, I can swear to it--the same voice, which I -have never heard equaled. And she has done this thing for _me_, Roderic -Owen, whom possibly she has reason to hate. Heavens! there is some -fatality back of it all, and we are but puppets on life's great stage, -playing our little parts automatically. God alone sees the end. Yes, -that was Georgia de Brabant, the charming maid of San Juan, over whom -half the Spanish officers raved, about whom more than a few duels were -fought, and with whose fate my own life thread became entangled in -a way that has forever prevented my loving cousin Cleo or any other -woman. The past then is _not_ dead--again she enters my life--she comes -like an angel of light to save me from being made the victim of a -foul plot. That would indicate anything but hate. What lies before me -mortal cannot guess, but my duty is clear, and come weal come woe, I am -bound to serve my country first, last and always, no matter what the -sacrifice. And ye gods, I kissed the hand whereon perhaps dazzled _his_ -rings." - - - - -CHAPTER II. - -ALAS! FOR THE GAME THAT FAILED TO WORK. - - -Evidently Roderic Owen was disturbed by this meeting more than he -would have cared to confess. When ghosts that are supposed to have -been laid for all time come back to haunt us, memory plays havoc with -the strongest resolutions. Owen lived again in the past--his ears -seemed to drink in the music and merriment of the gay Spanish-American -capital--he saw once more a face that had been enshrined in his heart -as queen of the realm, and somehow the memory was not so unpleasant. -Instead of groaning over the disasters of the past he found himself -unconsciously building new _chateaux d'Espagne_. Hope ever abides in -the human breast--though daily overthrown it rises again and again, -Phœnix like from the ashes, and builds anew. - -From the shadow of Trinity College and the Bank of Ireland, formerly -the Irish House of Parliament, it was but a short distance to his -hotel, the luxurious Shelbourne. - -Having once entered the caravansary he cast his eyes around as though -seeking some one. A number of gentlemen lounged near the booking -offices, while on the first landing of the wide stairs among palms and -flowers ladies could be seen. - -It was a bright picture, entirely foreign to the usual run of -transatlantic hotels to which Owen was accustomed. - -A pair of bright eyes detected his arrival and a fair hand beckoned -him upward. - -Time was of value to him, but when beauty demands attendance other -things may wait, and he believed he could spare a few minutes at any -rate. - -She was a remarkable young woman, this Cleopatra Fairfax, and few men -could have resisted her charms of person and fortune. True, in features -she could not be called beautiful, but her eyes were glorious blue -ones, her hair abundant and of a golden hue, while her skin was browned -by exposure to sun and wind, since M'lle Cleo was a confirmed golf -player, a bicyclist, and a voyager over many seas. Her form at least -was enough like that of Venus to set many a famous painter anxious -because his last models lacked those qualities which a lavish Nature -had showered so abundantly on this child of fortune. - -This then was Cousin Cleo, an impulsive, warm-hearted girl, with the -better qualities of both Irish and American ancestors in her veins. - -Her mother had been an Owen, while on her father's side she came from a -long line of the famous Virginia Fairfax family. A better combination -it would be hard to imagine; and in this coming together of old and new -world blood lies the wonderful strength and marvelous ingenuity of the -American people. - -Miss Fairfax traveled withersoever her sweet will prompted, always -accompanied by a spinster chaperone. Perhaps it was an accident that -brought her to Dublin and the Shelbourne at the same time the English -Ambassador's private agent took up his quarters there--these accidents, -how often they happen, and how opportunely at times. - -Besides the motherly chaperone, there was another in the party, a -gentleman who in physique and handsome features far outshone Roderic. - -Of course this was Jerome Wellington, a man of the world, belonging -to a good family and now of a mind to settle down after having sown a -magnificent crop of wild oats. - -Naturally when such a dasher thus resolves to give up his freedom, he -looks around for a girl whose income will forever preclude any and all -possibility of his ever being compelled to live upon his wits again. - -With ten millions more or less at her beck and nod, Miss Fairfax of -Virginia offered grand opportunities in this line, and accordingly the -Adonis who had seldom known what it was to fail had sworn a mighty oath -that ere twelve moons had waxed and waned M'lle Cleo would have changed -her name to the equally aristocratic one of Wellington. - -Then he struck a snag. - -He discovered that Cleo had since childhood cherished a deep and -romantic fancy for Roderic Owen. - -They had romped together, and as years fled the stalwart young man -became her hero. She blindly adored him, and being so frank and open by -nature, her secret was easily read by such an acute observer as Jerome, -though the object of this affection had somehow never dreamed that he -was regarded in any other than a cousinly way. - -If Jerome had a strong point of which he was particularly proud it was -his connection with divers deep and dark plots. He regarded himself in -the light of a modern Machiavelli, and was never really happy unless -dabbling in mysterious affairs. - -In his day he had been Carlist, Anarchist, Socialist, Nihilist and -heaven knows what not. - -Hence, it was to him a very insignificant matter to figure out how he -should wipe this interloper from his path. Bah! it was almost too easy -a task for one of his magnificent intellect, brightened by contact with -the greatest schemers of the world. However, the stake was a glorious -one, and even trifles must be carefully looked after if success is -desired. - -So Jerome had set the machinery in motion which he expected would -speedily eliminate his rival from the field. - -Unfortunately for himself he did not consider that he was now up -against a man whom Nature had abundantly endowed with common sense and -shrewdness, and who as a secret service officer in charge of matters of -state had gained considerable praise from the Honorable Secretary at -Washington under whose direction he labored. - -Besides, Jerome's objections had undoubtedly been hitherto conducted -against European wits, and he might find wide awake Yankee minds -constructed on a somewhat different order. - -Roderic chatted and laughed pleasantly for a little time, as though on -the best of terms with himself and every one else in the world. - -Then, pleading business he tore himself away. - -Now that his attention had been forcibly brought to bear upon the -subject he could not but note the blushes that mantled his cousin's -face upon his addressing any remark directly to her, and the look of -reproach she bestowed upon him when he left the gay party. - -All of which gave him pain instead of pleasure. - -The happiness of this cousin was of much moment in his eyes. - -She had always laughingly declared her intention never to marry -whenever he broached the subject of the right cavalier coming along, -and up to the present Roderic had been dense enough not to suspect the -truth. - -It was just like a man at any rate. - -But at the same time it reflected on his extreme modesty. - -Jerome called out a joking farewell after him, which appeared harmless -enough, but with his knowledge of the man's evil intentions Roderic was -able to read between the lines and see the malevolence exposed. - -"He laughs loudest who laughs last, my dear Jerome," he muttered as -he walked away from the hotel, "and it remains to be seen how your -game comes out. Heretofore I have considered the man a mere every day -adventurer, attracted by the glitter of Cleo's gold, and believing -she knew how to handle such fellows without gloves, did not think it -my duty to interfere. Now that it begins to look more serious I find -I shall be compelled to throw my castor into the ring, and take up -cudgels in her defense. God bless her, a man could not well have a -stronger inspiration to do his level best. How the duse I have failed -to fall head over heels in love with Cleo all these years I am at a -loss to understand, yet somehow I have had an affection for the dear -girl such as one entertains for a sister. Now my eyes are opened, and -it is I fear quite too late. Destiny has already wrought out my future -for good or evil." - -He was thinking again of San Juan with its park, its glittering lights, -its military music and the flash of many dark Spanish eyes. - -Yes, Roderic was quite right. - -It was too late! - -He could never offer Cleo or any other woman the first passion of -his heart, since that had gone out under the palms and flower scented -bowers of the Antilles to a daughter of Porto Rico. - -He sighed as he relegated these things, both pleasant and painful, once -more to oblivion, and again rallied his forces to grapple with the game -on hand. - -Just around the corner he came across a man advancing toward the hotel, -and whom he hailed. - -"Well met, Darby--I was on the way to hunt you up, while you seem -headed for my quarters." - -"Just so, sir," replied the other, who appeared a man of few words, and -evidently one in whom Owen placed much confidence. - -"You complained recently of rusting--that everything seemed so dull and -dead. As fortune has it I am now in a position to offer you a little -excitement, and at the same time you may be of great service to me." - -Darby nodded his head--he was a man of ice, whom nothing could excite, -and yet to whom action was as the air he breathed. - -Knowing the nature of the man so well, Owen struck directly into his -story, and ere many minutes had flown the other was as well acquainted -with the facts as himself. - -One feature alone he repressed. - -This was the attachment on Cleo's part for so unworthy an individual as -himself--that was too sacred to be given over as common property. - -Darby would have to guess a reason for the hatred of -Wellington--perhaps he might lay it to the Spanish sympathies of the -other, which induced him to seek Dublin in order to have a hand in the -mysterious conference with pronounced Fenian leaders; or it might be -his sagacity would suggest the only plausible explanation. - -Thus the story was told. - -"Quite a neat little affair," commented Darby. - -"Will you take my place?" asked Owen. - -The other's face showed no sign of emotion. - -"Just so, sir." - -"You may bring up in Monte Carlo or Hong Kong, with a fascinating -adventuress professing to be madly infatuated with you." - -This time the faintest flicker of a smile appeared. - -"A dreadful fate, truly, sir." - -"Still you do not shrink from it, Darby?" - -The Sphinx shrugged his shoulders. - -"Duty is duty, sir. I shall play the cards to win." - -"You are to represent me--for the time you will look and act and think -as Roderic Owen." - -"I leave it to you whether I am able." - -"My dear fellow there is nothing you could not accomplish, if you set -your mind to it. I warrant that even Jerome will be deceived should he -personally take a hand in the game of abduction." - -"He will know the truth to-morrow when he meets you here?" - -"True--and will be stunned, unable to comprehend the facts. Thus, you -will be at liberty to do as you please after once reaching French -territory. You know how to find me again." - -"Just so, sir. Is that all?" - -"Only that I wish you the best of success," taking the cold hand of the -Sphinx and squeezing it. - -There was actually a faint response. - -And yet strange to say, this naturally reserved and passionless man was -so great an actor that when duty compelled he could imitate even the -most hot-blooded Spanish wooer, and sue with song and story for a dusky -senorita's love. - -That was genius rising above nature, a carefully trained gift such as -few men possess. - -"The hour grows late, and you will need some time to make your -preparations, so there is no need of my detaining you longer. As to -money--" - -"I have more than enough, sir." - -"Good. Besides, if you turn up at Monte Carlo you may have a chance to -apply some of the tactics you once used in breaking a faro bank in New -Orleans. It would perhaps be rare sport to you for a change." - -Again Darby showed the limit of his emotion, this time it being a -chuckle that escaped him. - -"Then good-bye and good luck. Beware lest you fall in love with the -charmer, my boy. Such a Lurline may storm the ramparts of your flinty -old heart, and once lodged therein, heaven help you." - -"Just so, sir. I am too old a bird to be caught with chaff. I have been -through the mill. Don't waste any sympathy on Joel Darby, sir. But, -there is an old acquaintance of yours here." - -"Ah! who may that be--male or female?" for his mind instantly reverted -to the girl from Porto Rico, and he wondered if Darby could have run -across her by chance. - -"You once showed me a group picture of a very delightful scene in a -West Indian flower court, with the fountain and bird cages. Besides -yourself and a young Spanish captain there were a charming girl and an -old hidalgo with a fierce beard and a mass of iron gray hair--a man -once seen never forgotten." - -"Ah! Yes, General Porfidio de Brabant, the noblest Roman of them all, -whose voice is like the thunder burst of his tropical home, and yet who -obeys _her_ slightest wish as meekly as a lamb." - -"Just so--sweet Porfidio is in Dublin." - -"I am not surprised, since I have reason to believe she is here. In -fact the woman disguised as a Sister of the Holy Grail was Georgia, his -niece, and the girl in the picture." - -Darby's thin lips gathered as though prepared to emit a whistle, for -like a flash he comprehended a very important matter in connection with -his employer; but his will got the better of his inclination and not -the faintest sound followed. - -"More than this, sir, I am afraid he has some connection with these -reckless schemers you have come here to watch." - -"It would not surprise me--the senor general is of Spanish descent and -doubtless loves the institutions of Spain, so that with his generous -and ardent nature he is ready to risk all he has in order to help the -wretched mother country in her great hour of need. It does not matter, -since they will accomplish nothing here. These Irish plotters are -master masons in the art of promising much and having some one else -pull their chestnuts from the fire. Still, it is our duty to know the -many strings perfidious Spain has to her bow." - -"Just so, sir. I am going now." - -"My blessing go with you, Darby. I shall anticipate a rich and racy -story when we twain meet again. Meanwhile, again farewell." - -When he stood alone Roderic heard a clock in a not distant belfry chime -the hour. - -"Eleven--plenty of time for a man of his superior intelligence to -accomplish it all. By Jove! I would like to see the result. I would -wager he does it to the queen's taste, and that with two Richmonds in -the field Warwick or Jerome or any other man would find it hard to -tell the genuine from the artificial. Reminds me of Shakespeare's two -Dromios. Well, there's nothing for me to do but take it quietly until -morning, when I'll give my noble duke a run for his money. Ye gods, I -can imagine his amazement. But he is not the man to let one failure -daunt him. I rather imagine we two may yet face each other with sword -or pistol in hand. That, gives me little concern just now, however much -it may later on. All seems quiet around the hotel, so I presume the -coast is clear." - -He found no difficulty in gaining his apartment unobserved, and there -proceeded to woo the gentle goddess of sleep. - -A methodical man, he was able to awaken at just the hour he desired. - -Perhaps a somewhat superficial knowledge of Wellington's usual habits -guided him in this matter quite as much as his own desires. - -An observation convinced him that the day had broken fair and -singularly cool, so that all nature appeared to rejoice. - -He dressed with perhaps a little more care than ordinary and stood -before the glass arranging the ends of his four-in-hand. - -"I wonder if her eyes still glow with their old intoxicating light?" he -muttered. - -From which one might readily imagine the dreams that had accompanied -his slumber must have dealt more or less with the owner of those -heavenly orbs. - -"And I kissed her hand again as of yore. Jove! how it thrilled me. -Did that kiss wipe out the past--is it possible for us both to forgive -and again be more than friends? The very thought gives my heart hope. -And yet what a fool I am to forget--those magnificent rings--perhaps -one or more of them came from the bolero dancer, the dashing Julio who -took San Juan hearts by storm. Heaven only knows--in my mad jealousy -I accused her of encouraging his attentions. Perhaps I was wrong, and -again I may have been right, for I never heard more of either after I -shook the red dust of San Juan from my feet. She may have wedded him, -and now be wife or widow. Ugh! to the devil with such thoughts. Now to -give dear old Jerome a shake up he will never forget." - -The idea afforded him some pleasure--at least it banished that other -hideous nightmare. - -Wife or widow were the words he did not care to hear used in connection -with the owner of those magnificent midnight orbs. - -Jerome breakfasted at eight o'clock. - -He was clockwork itself in regularity, no matter where or under what -conditions he spent the night, and when Roderic glanced into the -breakfast room there was his victim busily engaged, his back to the -door. - -Jerome was something of a gourmand, and had a really remarkable -fondness for all the good things that tickle the palate and appeal to -a cultivated taste. He knew the value of every wine on the list, and -could distinguish various brands of champagne with his eyes closed, -for, tell it not in Gath, Jerome had once upon a time been reduced to -making an honest livelihood as an expert wine taster. - -Owen sauntered into the almost deserted room, and came up behind the -dashing Adonis. - -"Good morning, Wellington," he said briskly, as he dropped into a chair -just across from Jerome. - -The latter started to make a civil reply, but when his eyes fastened -upon Roderic's face he turned as red as a boiled lobster and spluttered -out: - -"Owen still here in Dublin by all the saints!" - - - - -CHAPTER III. - -AT DAGGERS' POINTS. - - -It was Roderic's intention to lead the other a jolly little dance -before jumping upon him with both feet, so to speak. - -In other words he pleased to play with the conceited beau pretty much -as a cat might with a mouse that had fallen into her clutches. - -Hence he observed Jerome's amazed expression with the air of a man who -was puzzled. - -"Still in Dublin--why not, my boy? This is about as comfortable a berth -as one could find, and I shall only desert it when stern duty calls me -across the big pond. Whatever possessed you with the idea that I had -departed hence--why it was only late last night when I last saw you?" - -Wellington was making heroic efforts to resume his ordinary cool -appearance, but he had evidently been hard hit, and fluttered like a -wounded pigeon, which was a rare thing with a man usually calm and -sarcastic. - -"By Jove! it must have been a bad dream, but, d'ye know my dear -fellow, I could swear you came and told me you were off for Hamburg, -Constantinople or----" - -"Monte Carlo perhaps, since one place is about as likely as the other." - -"Well, er, perhaps it was. Wretched dream at any rate. Must have been -the Welsh rarebit I had about midnight--awful fond of toast and cheese, -you know, especially good Roquefort. Glad to know it was only a dream, -dused glad, my boy. Would have missed you very much--good men are too -scarce, as it is." - -Thus Jerome babbled on, his object being simply delay, in order to -collect himself and grasp the situation. - -At the same time possibly he hoped to pull the wool over the eyes of -the man he addressed. - -It was useless. - -When Roderic mentioned Monte Carlo the schemer knew his game had been -exposed through some blunder, and all he could hope to fight for was -advantage of position when the assault came. - -He therefore hurried up his reserves and proceeded to call all hands to -repel boarders. - -Owen had folded his arms and was coolly surveying him across the -table--there was a curl to his mustached lip that told of fine scorn. - -Some men can stand almost anything rather than to be made a mark for -irony or disdain, and it was this more than anything else that brought -Wellington furiously to the front. - -"See here, Owen, all chicanery aside, how the devil do you happen to -be here at the Shelbourne instead of on a yacht bound for Havre, and -eventually to the gamester's Paradise?" he blurted out. - -"A plain question and deserving an equally candid answer. To tell you -the truth then, my dear fellow, I had decided objections to making such -a hasty trip across to the Continent. Your preparations for my comfort -were overwhelming, and while I appreciated all you did I was obliged to -respectfully decline." - -"Well, my own eyes tell me you are here, but I'll take my oath I saw -one who looked enough like you to be your shadow sail out of Kingstown -harbor at three this morning on board the steam yacht _Galatea_. And -that was no hasheesh dream either, superinduced by Welsh rarebit or -opium. Now, who the devil went to Havre?" - -"A gentleman whose health needed the ocean voyage, and who believed he -could enjoy the society of the gay set on board. I have no doubt he -will be exceedingly grateful for all your trouble." - -Jerome looked at first as though he could bite a nail with -pleasure--Owen expected him to swear, but the other seldom gave way to -such vulgar exhibitions of temper. - -On the contrary he smiled, and his white teeth showing through his -carefully adjusted mustache gave Roderic the impression of a grinning -hyena. - -Still, the application hardly fitted such a case, for Jerome was -considered an extremely handsome and fascinating man, however much of a -human wolf he might be back of the scenes. - -"Owen, you have called the hand for the first round. It is on me, and -devilish hard. I could ill afford the cold cash I spent to hire that -boat. I sincerely trust your counterpart will choke upon the good -victuals I put aboard or else make himself so beastly drunk upon the -liquor that he will fall overboard in the bay of Biscay or somewhere -along the French coast." - -"Don't reproach me for doing just what you would have done had you been -in my shoes, and the plot been revealed to you, Wellington." - -The other brightened up a trifle. - -"You may be sure I would--but evidently you received a pretty strong -tip--who betrayed me?" - -He spoke carelessly, but there was a devilish gleam in his blazing -eyes that told the state of his feelings toward the unknown. - -Owen would sooner have cut his right hand off than betray the source of -his knowledge. - -"I have means of acquiring information that are unequalled outside of -Scotland Yard. For some time, Wellington, I had looked upon you as an -agreeable acquaintance. That time has gone by. You have stripped the -mask from your face, and I know you as a wolf preying upon society." - -"Sir!" - -"Oh! you needn't flare up and look ferocious. I say this to your teeth. -If you desire the satisfaction one gentleman demands from another I am -always at your service, whether it be with bare knuckles, a revolver or -the sword. I believe I am equally at home with all, and will take great -pleasure in puncturing your precious skin." - -"Well, you are devilish frank, to say the least," declared Jerome, -mastering his ugly mood, since he knew full well the disadvantage -falling to the man who gave way to passion. - -"I expect to be, since it is the only policy to use when dealing with -such men as you. I might warn my cousin against your attentions, but it -would be useless, since she has undoubtedly sized you up as an ordinary -adventurer long before I dreamed of it. However, my dear fellow, one -last word of warning before I quit your society. If you take it upon -yourself to _annoy_ Cleo--if she appeals to me for assistance I shall -camp on your trail until I finally '_get_' you, as they put it over in -my country." - -There was no boastful spirit in his manner, only a grim determination -that carried weight. - -Wellington, looking squarely into those calm orbs that held his own in -a species of thralldom knew he had the fight of his life before him. - -Perhaps he saw with prophetic vision, some dim inkling of his own -downfall--it is a long road that has no turn--success had visited him -many times in the past, but there was for him as for all adventurers, a -_dies irae_ and it might come through Roderic Owen. - -"I'll consider myself warned, Owen, and if trouble comes my blood be -upon my own head. The only remark I shall venture to make is, that as -yet I have never failed in any serious undertaking which engaged my -attention," he said, sneeringly. - -"Indeed. Then let us hope you are not very serious about this affair." - -"I have made a vow. By that I mean to win, or fall. Have you -breakfasted, Owen?" - -"Not yet. I shall order a chop and a cup of chocolate." - -"You won't join me then?" - -"Well, under the circumstances, as we are to be mortal enemies, I -hardly think it would be wise. I have some of the Arab's feeling about -breaking bread or eating salt with an enemy." - -"I would give something to know who betrayed my little game." - -"Don't worry about it--my means are such that in order to learn what I -wish I am not compelled to make traitors of those you trust." - -"And the man on the yacht?" - -"Oh! Darby is all right--you can depend upon it he will enjoy himself -to the limit. If you read of a man breaking the bank at Monte Carlo -presently, make up your mind it was Darby, and that your noble -generosity is mainly responsible for his presence in that notable -place." - -Jerome scowled and muttered something. - -"Perhaps it is as well you have decided to have your breakfast in -another quarter. Somehow you have the knack of bruising me most -savagely, and no doubt we should be at each other's throat like a -couple of dogs, ere we finished. I wish to tell you distinctly that if -you imagine you can frighten me off by such heroics you are chasing a -mirage, a _fata morgana_ as the deep sea sailors term it. I am not that -kind of a man, and you will find that I sink or swim by my record." - -Roderic did not care to bandy further words with the Adonis. - -Deeds must tell the story as to which of them should win in the long -run, and Owen preferred such a course. - -It chanced that M'lle Cleo and her companion entered the room about -this time, and joining them Roderic had his chop in merry company. - -The daughter of ten millions looked fresh and full of life. As he -chatted with her across the table Owen was wondering why she had never -mated. - -"It's the confounded dazzle of her money," he decided finally; "she has -educated herself to believe no one can ever love _her_, but that the -fortune draws them. By Jove! She should hide herself under an _incog._ -and thus discover a lover who will worship her for her own dear self. -I warrant there are many good fellows who would gladly go through fire -and flood for her sake, if they knew her only as a stenographer or -schoolmam." - -Which line of reasoning did Roderic credit. - -That same fortune had something to do with his own feelings in the -matter, as it must with every honorable man. - -"When do you leave Dublin?" asked his cousin, endeavoring to appear -careless. - -"I shall cross to Liverpool to-morrow and take the White Star steamer -for New York--unless something occurs to change my plans." - -"Then you are compelled to go to New York?" - -"Only as a means of reaching my ultimate destination." - -"Which is----" - -He lowered his voice. - -"Porto Rico." - -"But, the danger--that is a Spanish stronghold, and we are at war with -Spain." - -"Already troops are ordered to land there--perhaps General Miles is on -the way. With the fall of Santiago our efforts are to be concentrated -about San Juan. A portion of the work falls upon my shoulders--that is -all. Besides, I naturally want to be in at the death, as do all ardent -fox hunters in the chase." - -"I wish, cousin, you would give up so dangerous a calling. Surely you -are as well fitted for other pursuits in which your life would not be -at stake." - -There was real concern in her voice, and Roderic found his heart -touched. - -"I have been seriously considering that same matter myself, and -concluded to make a change after the war is over." - -"Why wait until then?" - -"For many reasons. In the first place Western men have a saying that -it is bad policy to change horses while crossing a stream. It is also -a poor piece of business to desert your country while she has need of -your services." - -"Enough. I know that your motives are honorable. But about this trip -across to the Antilles--I could tell you of a quicker way of reaching -the shore of Porto Rico, that is, should you consider it worth your -while to accept," with a tinge of color in her cheeks, and a sparkle to -her blue eyes. - -"Indeed, I should like to hear of it. Time may be a factor in my game." - -"I made a purchase in England--you know I am something of a yachtsman -in my way, and the temptation was great." - -"You purchased a yacht?" - -"A steam yacht." - -"Lucky mortal to be able to do such a thing with as little concern as I -would buy a cravat." - -"She is a beauty, Roderic." - -"Don't doubt it in the least, else you would never have fancied her." - -"She is called the Dreadnaught." - -"Phew! a genuine English name. Of course you will change it to the -Mayflower or Pilgrim or some strictly Yankee cognomen?" - -"At present I must decline to do so, as she sails with an English crew -and under the flag of Great Britain." - -Owen looked puzzled, and then smiled. - -"Oh! I see, a _ruse de guerre_. Very good, indeed. The Dreadnaught she -shall remain as long as our war with Spain continues. Well, are you off -for a delightful voyage along the Mediterranean, or perhaps, seeing it -is summer, to the North Cape, the Land of the Midnight Sun. Jove! at -another time I might be tempted to join you--that is providing I were -invited." - -"I extend a most pressing invitation and expect you to accept and be -our _compagnon de voyage_." - -"Alas! my duty lies amid sterner scenes." - -"In ten days you can be landed on the shore of Porto Rico." - -He eyed her in surprise. - -"Is your voyage a westerly one?" - -"We are intending to see something of the war, that is all." - -Perhaps uncertain but nevertheless alarming visions were conjured up in -his mind. - -"I am sorry to hear you say so. The conditions existing on those -unhappy islands are terrible. Besides, an attractive woman would run -risks among the lawless elements at large that I should grieve to see -you exposed to." - -She laughed, but at the same time his solicitude did not appear -unwelcome in the least. - -"Foolish boy, you don't suppose, I hope, that I have any Quixotic -notion of parading across the island carrying the star spangled banner -wrapped around me. My object is of a different character. For once in -my life I am to play the Lady Bountiful. Cuba has been looked after -as well as the conditions allow. I am informed there is also much -suffering in Porto Rico. I have had my yacht stocked with provisions -and medical stores, and shall relieve honest distress wherever I find -it, no matter under what flag." - -"God bless you, Cousin Cleo. You will find plenty of it there. The -Spaniards have tightened the mailed hand of late, and Porto Rico groans -under the scourge. Soon freedom's blessings will be their heritage. -Every man whose smallest act brings such a consummation to pass, should -feel proud of the fact. Where is this boat of yours, cousin?" - -"Entering Dublin bay this morning." - -"And when will you leave old Erin?" - -"When you give the word." - -It confused him a little to realize how much she deferred to his -judgment. - -"Pardon me--will there be other passengers?" - -"None." - -"Then I will accept"--he had desired to make sure Jerome's hateful -presence might not bring about a duel during the voyage. - -"We will call it settled. An hour's notice will find us aboard, bag and -baggage. Govern your own actions as your duty demands." - -"This is awfully kind of you Cousin Cleo." - -"The obligation is on your part, to put up with our dull society for -ten days." - -"You hurt me when you speak that way. It will surely be one of the most -pleasant episodes of my life. I am smiling to think that after most -positively declining one yacht voyage last night I have so readily -accepted another." - -"Some one else asked you to go to Porto Rico?" - -"Well, no, I rather imagine the intention was for me to bring up in a -hotter country than the Antilles. The trip contemplated a voyage to -Havre and then across country to the later Monaco, the gambling palace -of Monte Carlo." - -"Oh! I am glad you refused to go." - -"So am I. But the invitation was very pressing. However, rather than -disappoint the gentleman I sent my representative to receive the -honors." - -"It was a _gentleman_ who asked you then?" - -His eyes opened with surprise. - -"Certainly--that is he did not really ask me, you see, but arranged a -neat little affair whereby I was to be a guest of honor." - -"How stupid of me, to be sure, I begin to see now that you are -speaking of a business engagement, not a social matter. And will your -substitute serve as well as if you had gone?" - -"Just as well, until they learn that it is not Roderic Owen they are -entertaining with so lavish a hand, but plain Joel Darby. Then I -imagine there will be an explosion of some sort and her ladyship will -show temper." - -"Her ladyship--then there is a woman involved?" - -"It is true. I see, cousin, that having put my foot in it thus far I -would do well to tell you the whole story." - -"I should be pleased to act as Father Confessor," was the quick -response. - -They were alone at the table, Miss Becky having gone across the room to -chat with a congenial spirit whose acquaintance she had made. - -So Roderic told his little story as tersely as he could, and in his -cousin he found an interested auditor. - -"Well, what do you think of it?" he asked when the finis had been -reached. - -"It is very dreadful." - -"Surely I came out all right, cousin." - -"But--suppose you had not--you would have been hypnotized by the -adventuress, and that must have been the end of you. Oh! I know the -species and all their wiles, having made a study of them." - -"Does that sweeping deduction include the male bipeds of the adventurer -order also?" - -"Why not?" - -"Because I might offend if I told you the name of the man who planned -my exodus." - -"Oh! I have already guessed it was the Adonis." - -"Yes, Jerome Wellington. I am glad you know him in his true light. He -has made a vow." - -"I'll wager it concerns my wretched millions." - -"Just so--he longs to handle them." - -"He will be a smarter man than he is now when that happens. But one -thing puzzles me?" - -"Now it is coming," thought Roderic, though aloud he said cheerily, -"What might that be?" - -"You received your warning from a nun." - -"I was a fool to mention the fact," thought Owen, with one of these -wonderful after inspirations that closes the door when the horse is -stolen. - -"Yes, from one who was dressed in the somber garb of a cloister," he -replied. - -"You evidently do not believe she was what she outwardly appeared?" - -"You are a modern Portia, cousin," he laughed. - -"Of course, a prisoner at the bar is not pledged to commit himself. If -I am over bold forgive me and make no reply. But, you know, a woman's -curiosity is proverbial." - -"I shall answer frankly--she was no member of the Order of the Holy -Grail--the garb was assumed to conceal her identity." - -"From Jerome--from you?" - -"Both, I presume." - -"You recognized her face?" - -"I did not see that--it was her voice. Even then I was in a maze until -she had gone." - -"Was it a _very_ melodious voice, Roderic." - -"The sweetest--well, yes, a voice full of melody," he replied, with -evident confusion that did not escape Cleo's quick gaze. - -"Ah! you have heard her sing?" - -"Dozens of times--like a nightingale," he felt forced to confess. - -"This was--where?" - -"In San Juan, Porto Rico, two years back. I have not looked on her face -since I fled those shores." - -"Ah!" and that one word expressed keen disappointment, for Cleo read -the story of his lost love in his face. - - - - -CHAPTER IV. - -MILLIONS MAY NOT PURCHASE LOVE. - - -"Would it be presumptuous if I asked to know her name, Roderic--this -girl of San Juan who risked so much to save your reputation if not your -life? I feel under obligations to her, for your name is very dear to -those who know you--those bound to you by ties of consanguinity." - -"She comes of Spanish descent, but her heart is now only wrapped up in -the future of the lovely gem of the Antilles. Her name is Georgia Inez -de Brabant." - -Perhaps his manner gave evidence that she was treading on dangerous -ground. - -"Thank you. Perhaps some day fortune may bring us together. I shall try -to love her, Roderic, because you call her your _friend_!" - -Then she branched off upon the subject of the cruise, to which she -seemed to look forward with almost childish delight. - -It is not every one to whom is given the proud fortune to own a modern -steam yacht, and this daughter of Eve could be forgiven a fair amount -of exhilaration under the circumstances. - -Perhaps, truth to tell, the prospect of ten days basking in the company -of her athletic cousin had something to do with her light spirits. - -Owen's time was not wholly his own, so that he was soon forced to sally -forth upon the streets of the Irish metropolis. - -When Cleo was alone she hastened to her luxurious apartments and -searching the inmost recesses of an inlaid traveling writing desk which -had been taken from a capacious trunk, she soon pounced upon a small -photograph. - -It was wretchedly done by a tyro in Ponce, but even boorish work could -not entirely conceal the fact that the face was that of a most lovely -dark-eyed houri. - -Cleo looked eagerly at it. - -"I have had this now two years. Roderic dropped it in the garden, and -I hid it away for a joke and then forgot to speak of it. This is the -picture of a daughter of Porto Rico--is it the same who is now in -Dublin, who last night at the peril of her name warned him of evil? I -have reason to believe such to be the truth, for unless I am greatly -mistaken I saw this same beauty coming out of St. Patrick's cathedral -yesterday morning, when a gust of wind blew her veil aside. In this -land where Irish gray or blue eyes abound I was immediately attracted -by such a beautiful pair of melting dusky orbs. - -"Heigho! this is Roderic's fate no doubt. Heaven grant that he may -be happy whate'er betide, for he deserves it. I would give all my -miserable millions for his heart's love, but it can not be. There is a -startling story of the past connected with this girl, I am sure. Why -did they separate--does she love him still? Well, perhaps the future -may tell." - -She put the photograph slowly back in the lodging place where it had so -long rested securely. Even great riches had not the power to bring this -young woman unalloyed happiness, for the one treasure she would have -valued above all other earthly possessions seemed denied her by a cruel -fate. - -It were hardly fair that all the joys of earth were handed over to the -disposal of one mortal. - -While she rolled in wealth beyond Aladdin's dreams and sighed for -true love, many who were blessed in this regard struggled for a daily -pittance and groaned because their heart's devotion could not come -between the object of their worship and cruel Want. - -Truly, this is a queer old world, and at times it seems unequally -divided; but occasionally there is a shaking up all around that evens -things up somewhat. - -Possessed of a sudden notion Cleo dressed for the street. - -When she went out it was with a laughing remark to Miss Becky, whom she -intercepted upon the broad carpeted main stairway, to the effect that a -number of little shopping duties had to be looked after. - -However, M'lle Cleo's ideas of the shopping district must have become -a little mixed, for she sauntered in the direction of that quaint mass -of stone and glass with its spire and numerous minarets known as St. -Patrick's Cathedral. - -She looked through the iron fence at the flat slabs and few monuments -commemorating illustrious Irish dead, she studied the architecture of -the historic building, and cast many a curious glance at those who -passed in to late mass or came out from the interior. - -Her object seemed doomed to disappointment, for the face she sought was -not seen. - -Once she eyed a lady closely veiled, who came out in company with a -military looking gentleman sporting a shaggy head of gray hair _à la_ -Mark Twain, also a ferocious mustache waxed at the ends and giving the -wearer the fierce appearance of King Humbert. - -As the couple passed Cleo she chanced to hear the lady make a casual -remark, and two things struck the listener as singular. - -First it was pure Spanish she heard. - -Second, her voice was so very melodious it seemed to conjure up visions -of rippling water, warbling birds and all those things of which poets -love to rave. - -Cleo remembered--could she ever forget the pain that shot through her -heart at the time--how Roderic had grown suddenly enthusiastic when he -declared the voice of Senorita de Brabant as musical as the notes of a -nightingale--she had doubtless sung for him many times those passionate -serenades and love songs for which dark eyed daughters of old Spain -have ever been famous. - -Cleo could imagine how those wonderful black orbs glowed with love's -sacred fire when _he_ sat near, upon a soft divan, or bent over the -gurgling fountain's basin. - -She felt sick at heart, but such a nature never reveals the pain that -rankles within. - -Though suffering tortures such girls will laugh and seem as merry as -the lightest hearted among their comrades. - -After that came the shopping, and yet Cleo was annoyed to find herself -listening to every voice upon the street and in the stores. - -Surely there could not be another in all Dublin that so fully filled -the brief but graphic description Roderic had given of a woman's tones -sounding like the soft gurgling of water over the mossy stones in the -primeval forest. - -"I wonder under what conditions we will meet, for something tells me -this is bound to occur. And shall I too be drawn to her because he has -given his heart? Will she love him--love my old play fellow Roderic -as--as I could do, have done these many years? Perhaps, but I doubt -it, doubt whether these hot blooded girls of the tropic isles can love -so truly that they will sacrifice even their own happiness in order -that _his_ life may be filled with sunshine. Still, God forgive me for -judging her harshly. I have other things--his love may be all in all -to her. Come what will I shall do what is right and loyal and true as -becomes a daughter of Virginia. But oh! it is hard to give him up, my -hope, my boy lover, my Roderic. Now I am done!" - -Having thus grimly dismissed the matter from her mind for the present -the young lady proceeded to carry out her designs. - -Numerous things were on her list to be added to the abundant stores -aboard the yacht, and it would probably puzzle the honest steward, she -imagined, to know what to do with the last arrivals. - -"If I remained in Dublin three days more I am sure we would be swamped -in the bay made celebrated by song and story, or else be compelled to -charter a companion boat to share our cargo--there are so many things I -see that could be made useful among the wretched people just escaping -from Spanish rule, and these Irish storekeepers one and all, must have -had an intimate acquaintance with the Blarney stone, they have such -engaging ways and a burning desire to accumulate Uncle Sam's coin. This -is an era of good feeling--of hands across the sea--Brother John and -Brother Jonathan, and they all want to be in it as deep as possible. -However, I think I am actually done. It would be impossible to accept -all they offer." - -So the purchasing agency went reluctantly out of commission. - -Even the owner of millions must draw the line somewhere. - -Roderic was not to be seen at luncheon, although Cleo purposely -lingered over the meal, hoping he would turn up. - -Jerome was there, handsome as ever, and apparently much sought after by -a designing lady mother from Chicago who possessed two plain girls of a -marriageable age. - -No doubt they believed him a marquis, or at the very least connected -with some noble family anxious to make a "connection" with pork. - -These things happen frequently, and there really seems no remedy--the -market is there and the goods offered for sale. Occasionally a genuine -love match occurs which redounds to the credit of Old England and Young -America; but for the most part they are cut and dried affairs entered -into for position on one side and gold on the other. Such unions are -beneath contempt. - -Jerome bowed and smiled in his usual affable manner, and Cleo answered -him just as though she had not been informed of his dark schemes. - -This matter of fact young woman had traveled far and wide--she had -rubbed up against all manner of people, and long since ceased to be -excessively surprised at anything. - -Wellington was simply carrying out the business for which nature had -endowed him. - -There were many people gifted with more money than brains--the reverse -was true in his case, and he amused himself by endeavoring to bring -about a more evenly balanced condition of affairs, to his pecuniary -advantage, of course. - -Cleo could even find something to admire about his bold piratical way -of living by his wits--at least he had more of the man about him than -most of the petted darlings of society on both sides of the Atlantic -who fawned upon her in a sickly sentimental way from precisely the same -sinister motives that influenced Wellington's bold attacks. - -Let these parvenu mammas with daughters to sell pay the penalty for -their sin. - -As the day wore on and she saw nothing of Roderic she began to feel a -little worried. - -Could harm have befallen him? - -She knew the unscrupulous character of those elements which he usually -pitted his powers against. - -Perhaps Wellington, that suave deluder, not one whit discouraged by his -first failure, had promptly opened his secondary batteries. - -Still, it seemed almost ridiculous to believe harm could have befallen -a sensible man like Roderic in the open streets of Dublin while the sun -was shining. - -Had it been Algiers, Constantinople, Pekin or some city of mysterious -India, the case would have appeared far more serious, for uncanny -things are liable to occur in such Oriental marts at any hour of the -day or night. - -As evening drew on apace she found herself watching the doorway beyond -which lay the calm square known as St. Stephens' Green. - -Her captain had come ashore for a comparison of ideas, and was still -with her, since Cleo desired him to meet her cousin. - -They would see much of each other during the voyage, and she -particularly desired to bring about the meeting of two congenial souls. - -Dinner passed. - -Still no Roderic. - -She confided her fears in part to the captain. - -The worthy seadog was able to wrestle with any perplexing problem that -might assail them afloat, but when it came to mastering the wiles apt -to beset a man's path ashore he confessed his ignorance. - -Nothing could be done--they must wait till a sign of some kind was -given. - -That was the exasperating part, for Cleo was naturally a girl of -decided action. - -An hour crept by since dinner--two of them, and it was now drawing near -ten o'clock. - -No one entered the door but that Cleo's eyes were instantly upon them, -and disappointment had as yet been the only result. - -She endeavored to be her own lively self but it required a great effort. - -Roderic might be in danger, but somehow she was possessed of the -idea that it was more from a pair of midnight eyes than a murderous -stiletto, for Cleo could not forget the face she had seen, the lovely -original of her photograph, who was even now in Dublin. - -Was her power of enchantment over Roderic still unbroken--could she -draw him to her even after an absence of two years--had the bar that -separated them been cast aside? - -How these questions flashed before her eyes and seemed burned upon her -brain like coals of fire. She suffered intensely, but the bluff old sea -dog never knew it--indeed he believed her to be unusually brilliant, -her wit was so keen and her suggestions as to their coming voyage so -remarkably clever. - -She dreaded the thought of having to retire in this state of -uncertainty. - -The hour drew on--it neared eleven, and the ladies had wholly -disappeared. - -Then Cleo suddenly gave a sigh of relief, for her eager eyes had -discovered his well known figure entering the front door of the hotel. - -She noted instantly that he looked disturbed, and that his usually -natty appearance was lacking--and practical Cleo knew Roderic had been -through an adventure. Half rising as she beckoned to him, she awaited -his coming with breathless impatience. - - - - -CHAPTER V. - -RODERIC'S REPENTANCE. - - -Roderic had indeed been up against it good and hard since leaving his -cousin at the breakfast table. - -He had entered upon his duties of the day with a vim, desirous of -closing his accounts so that he might get away on the next morning, if -Cleo and her captain were willing. - -During the morning he was haunted by certain facts which bore heavily -upon the relations existing between present conditions and those that -prevailed two years back. - -The girl from Porto Rico occupied a prime place in all these -reflections. - -Every word that had been spoken by her on the preceding night came -again before his mental vision, and underwent a revised scrutiny. - -New solutions sprang up, for he was able to better understand certain -things that were uttered. - -Still there was much to puzzle him. - -How came she to know of Cleo, his cousin--true, in times past, when -paradise seemed opening to his feet--ah, what a fool's dream he had -indulged in--he must have frequently spoken of his cousin, for she was -often in his mind; but that would not account for her pertinent remarks -concerning Cleo's attachment for him. - -Was it jealousy prompted this? - -Roderic flushed with pleasure at the very thought of such a thing, -since the green-eyed monster can never lodge in a human heart unless -there still remains love to stir the depths. - -Then, somehow, he felt a strange shudder pass through his whole frame. - -Would it bring trouble of any kind to this loyal cousin, whose welfare -was certainly as dear to him as that of a sister? - -He knew much of these southern women--their virtues and frailties--and -realized what a serious thing it meant to be passionately loved by one -of them, and how ill they brooked rivalry. - -The love Georgia had given him was so entirely different from the pure, -unselfish devotion of which Cleo was capable--he knew this as well -as any one, and yet with his eyes open he had chosen the rush of the -hurricane to the calm, steady current of never changing regard. - -Love is a little god who will have his way despite reason and -philosophy. - -Once poor mortal falls under his sway and farewell to discernment--from -that time on Cupid sits in the balance, and weighs things to suit his -own capricious nature. - -Thus our good Roderic found himself worried with a variety of new -questions, such as it had not occurred to him before could ever come up -in connection with his affairs. - -They cropped up before him in his business and he found it utterly -impossible to get rid of them. What was on the heart must have a place -in the mind in spite of stern endeavors to banish his own private -affairs from the front. - -Thus the day wore on. - -Things worked fairly well. - -He sent some letters, and toward the close of the afternoon some -telegrams in cipher intended for those connected with the government at -Washington in whose special line he was working. - -Finally he pronounced his work done. - -Unless some late orders, which he did not look for, turned up to -intercept him, he was free to shake the dust of old Erin from his shoes -on the morrow. - -He anticipated the voyage to the West Indies with considerable -pleasure, for, as the veil of the future can not be raised by mortal -hands, how was he to know what strange happenings might occur before -the anchor was lifted, to change his relations to the owner of the -yacht? - -About sundown he visited a store on Lower Sackville street where he had -been receiving his mail. - -There was a message awaiting him. - -It came from Darby. - -How that remarkable man had managed to mail the letter was a puzzle to -Roderic, but no doubt he had prepared the envelope with a stamp and -found some means of getting it posted by bribing a sailor. - -Darby could accomplish anything under heaven when he made up his mind. - -The note was brief and epigrammatic, just as Darby's speech had always -been. Time was worth money to him, and he used very few words. - -"They got me as per agreement. We are on the way to Havre. Will touch -at coast of Cornwall for private reasons of captain. Mail this there if -possible. The French m'amselle aboard. Charming young woman. Think I -shall be pleasantly entertained, as she has a voice like a bird. Do not -pity me, comrade. I may go all the way to Monte Carlo. Who could refuse -such good fortune? More anon." - -That was all. - -Roderic laughed when he read it. - -"What a sly dog that Darby is--outwardly an iceberg, a glacier, he yet -possesses the capacity for adoring lovely woman. Perhaps he may yet be -wrecked upon the same reefs that have been the destruction of so many. -Alas! poor Yorick. But I am willing to wager that at least he extracts -some fun out of this game before he gives up the ghost." - -And now, dinner! - -The thought was delightful, since his appetite had become clamorous, -and besides there was great pleasure in the anticipation of some hours -in the society of his cousin. Cleo could chat so entertainingly of many -things he had seen, for both were great travelers. - -She had visited the frequented thoroughfares of ordinary travel. -Besides, she had gone from Europe to India via the overland Afghanistan -and Khyber Pass route, had looked upon the celebrated Vale of Cashmere, -wandered in Cathay, and was at home in Japan. - -It can be readily understood how much satisfaction Roderic found in -chatting with her on these subjects, for the fever of exploration -was growing upon him all the while--he yearned to delve amid the -wild places of earth seldom or never gazed upon by the eyes of -civilization--he had already ridden on elephants in Siam, mounted the -Peruvian Andes on a llama, explored the Himalayas with adventurous -officers, their only vehicle being drawn by yaks; and once Roderic had -scoured the desolate Kirghiz steppes on a tarantas drawn by shuffling -camels. - -Secretly he aspired to some day make his way to the Forbidden City of -Tibet, where the foot of a white man has never yet trodden, and whose -gorgeous wonders yet remain sealed books to the world--a city which the -bold traveler Harry Savage Landor recently endeavored to reach but was -forced to abandon the task as impossible. - -At present of course these things were hung up in abeyance, since his -beloved country was at war with Spain, and called upon her patriotic -sons to overwhelm the enemy, both in the field and under the guise of -diplomacy. - -The pursuit of his business had taken him far out from the central part -of the city and the river Liffey. - -From Donnybrook he had crossed to the region of Rathmines, where in an -interview with one whose word carried great weight among the Fenian -brotherhood, he learned that the mission of the Spanish schemers had -failed. - -This was a matter of great importance to those faithful statesmen at -Washington who labored to prevent any combination of European Powers -against Young America--it meant that the great coalition would pull -through and that poor Spain must take her drubbing. - -He had mounted to the upper deck of a tramcar and was on the way back -to the city, surveying with considerable interest the names of the many -villas, places and terraces, for every householder apparently desired -to mark his residence by some appropriate designation. - -From this state of beatitude, superinduced by the clear consciousness -of a day's work well done and the soothing effect of a good pipe, -Roderic was without the least warning precipitated into a condition of -tremendous excitement. - -He had just noted the old name on a rough stone gate post "Lucknow -Bungalow," and was wondering if some gallant retired officer who had -seen exciting days with Havelock, or later with gallant Roberts, might -live in cozy retirement here, surrounded by objects brought from the -far distant realm of Her Majesty the Empress of India, when some -magnetism seemed to draw his gaze toward the romantic house set back a -little from the road. - -Just at the same instant some one leaned out of an open window as if -to close a shutter, some one whose personality acted upon Roderic very -much as might a shock of electricity. - -Of course it was the girl from Porto Rico. - -That she saw him and recognized him Roderic realized instantly. - -It was another freak of Fate. - -When the three sisters who weave our destinies with distaff and loom, -conspire against a poor mortal, there is little use trying to dodge the -snare, since the loop falls over one's shoulders on the most unexpected -occasions, and usually without warning. - -Roderic yielded, rescue or no rescue, at once. - -He immediately arose from his place and made down the winding stairs -at the end of the car. The vehicle had been progressing meanwhile as -rapidly as two sturdy Irish horses could draw it along the rails, and -by the time the gentleman from across the Atlantic reached _terra -firma_ they were half a block away from the bungalow and its stone -posts. - -Roderic had not developed any plan of action--what he did was from -sheer impulse. - -The sight of her face had spurred him on--nor might this be set -down as the only instance where a woman's lovely countenance caused -unpremeditated action on the part of a usually conservative and well -balanced man. - -When he reached the distinguishing stone pillars upon which he read the -name of the villa, Roderic boldly turned in. - -Prudence might have dictated another course, for there was reason to -believe, as both Darby and himself had discovered, that the old Porto -Rican general, Georgia's uncle in fact, was allied with those who had -endeavored to work the grand scheme. - -Therefore, he would not be apt to look upon any Yankee, and -particularly Roderic Owen, with favor. - -General Porfidio to the contrary, the American strode past the sentinel -posts, up the box bordered walk and directly to the front door. - -This was his nature, bold to a fault, ready to walk directly up to the -cannon's mouth if duty but half demanded it. - -It was the Irish element in his blood, for where that strain goes -throughout the peoples of the wide world, it carries with it devotion -and gallantry. - -Before he could lay a hand upon the knocker, that represented a bronze -Hindoo god, the door softly opened. - -A young girl stood there. - -As he looked at her, framed in the opening, with the light of the -setting sun falling upon her wondrous face, Roderic held his very -breath, for he was again under the spell of her dusky eyes, that ever -wove a web of enchantment about him. - -Thus they stood, these two who had parted some years before--stood and -stared and said not a single word for more than a full minute. - -What they lived over in those sixty seconds of time God only knows. - -Perhaps there came up before them a vision of Paradise Lost--of sweet -scented flowers, flashing fountains, caroling birds--of a West Indian -garden where the God of Love reigned, where the soft tinkle of magic -mandolin accompanied songs of hottest devotion, where eyes looked into -eyes and drank to the fill of heaven's nectar, where vows of constancy -were fervently breathed and returned. Alas! how many times these same -maddening memories arise to haunt broken hearts, for human nature is -weak, and prone to wander afar after strange idols. - -Roderic recovered his voice, and while he still kept his eyes on her -glowing face he said, quietly: - -"You expected me--you knew I would come?" - -"I believed you would when I saw you look this way," she admitted; and -then added: "but I do not know why you are here, Senor Roderic." - -"Perhaps to thank you." - -"For what?" confused. - -"Your garb deceived me last night, but I knew the voice which you could -not wholly disguise. I wish to tell you how--" - -"Stop. I do not desire to hear your gratitude. It was a duty with me. -By chance I learned of the miserable plot. I could not bear to even see -an enemy so badly used, much less one whom I once delighted to call--my -friend." - -"Once--are we then no longer such?" - -"Senor, your welfare will always be regarded with interest by me," -coldly. - -"You have condemned me unheard," with a gesture of despair. - -"Not I, senor, but yourself. The choice lay before you, and you decided -to flee from San Juan--from Elysium. You were unjust--for once in your -life. You alone, senor, condemned, not I." - -"But--was there no reason--I beg of you, I implore, an answer?" - -"Senor, this is a house where danger lurks for you--a house where -plots are nightly considered against your people. It would be better -for you to go away lest some of these hot headed Spanish sympathizers -set eyes on you." - -"Let them go to the devil--what care I for all the Spaniards in -Christendom. I shall stay here just as long as I like--as long as you -allow me." - -"Ah! senor, but you did not always exhibit that same spirit--there was -_one_ Spaniard you feared worse than Satan does holy water." - -The spirit of coquetry ever lives in woman, and this girl could not -resist giving poor Owen a little thrust even while her heart was -wonderfully stirred by his presence. - -"Yes, Julio, the handsome bolero dancer, who had once been a famous -toreador in Spain. As I hope for salvation I believe you favored his -advances--you laughed at me when a denial was what I asked. Words -followed, for my part in which may Heaven forgive me, and we parted in -hot anger, we two who had been all in all to each other. Georgia, will -you answer that question _now_?" he asked, holding her eyes enthralled -by his eager gaze. - -She did not speak, only put out her hand and plucked him by the sleeve. - -It was only a gentle pull, but to Roderic Owen the power of a giant -steam engine could not exert greater force. - -She meant that he should enter that East Indian bower--she would answer -his passionate question--the doubts and fears that had haunted him lo, -these many moons were on the eve of being forever put to rest. - -Thus he followed her through the doorway and presently found -himself in a little parlor where walls and mantles were almost -covered with hundreds of strange mementoes of the land of Buddha and -Vishnu--grinning idols, miniature elephants, tiger skins, queer swords -and knives, and wonderful pieces of colored work fashioned by the -cunning handicraft of those natives of Bengal and Ceylon. - -Upon the floor were strewn very costly rugs from Dagestan and Persia. - -There was an air of romance hovering about the apartment--even the -peculiar Oriental odor that was so pronounced, seemed to be associated -with tender scenes. - -Roderic felt it, and a strange eagerness took possession of his heart. - -Was such happiness as he had never allowed himself to dream could dawn -upon him again about to become his guest? - -Having led him into this apartment, the girl drew back the Bagdad -curtains in order that more light from the westerly sun might enter, -after which she advanced slowly toward him. - -Her head was lowered, so that he knew not whether those wonderful orbs -were filled with love or contempt, and the uncertainty alarmed him. - -"You have surely not brought me in here to upbraid, Georgia--I cannot -believe that. It would have been enough had you desired me to go, to -have told me so outside, and while ready to ask forgiveness on my -knees, if you assured me I was quite in the wrong, I would have turned -away without one reproach, deserving all. I asked you the question -that has burned itself upon my brain ever since that hour when I flung -myself out of your presence so madly, and vowed never again to believe -in a woman's love. Was dashing Julio anything to you _then_--is he -_now_?" - -Then she threw back her proud head and looked him in the face--he was -answered even before she spoke a word. - -"One finger of your hand, Roderic Owen, yes, even its tip was of more -value to me in those days than a dozen bolero dancers with their -graceful movements and threadbare love phrases. Julio sued in vain--I -laughed him to scorn--I have not seen him from the hour you fled." - -Then a glad cry burst from his lips--he opened his arms and would -have seized upon her, believing that she had forgiven--that the old -conditions could be thus easily revived, since the barrier that had -separated them was swept aside. - -He had lowered his pride--he had humbly cried "_peccavi_--I have -sinned," and it was reasonable to believe that if she still cherished -the love she once bore him, this girl of the Antilles would fall into -his embrace to forgive and be forgiven. - -But instead she stepped back, eluding his grasp, and while panting with -emotion, said resolutely: - -"Stand back, Senor Roderic--touch me not I command you!" - - - - -CHAPTER VI. - -ON THE BORDERS OF PARADISE. - - -While Owen had doubtless encountered many rude shocks during his -adventurous life he never had such a staggering blow dealt him as when -this beauty from the Antilles so peremptorily ordered him to approach -no nearer. - -Unconsciously he obeyed, and yet seemed amazed at himself for not -crushing her form in his embrace as he had done in times gone by when -the whole realm of earth had been centered in her beloved presence. - -Had she then ceased to love him--true, he had been cruel in his -judgment, but since on his part time had effected no apparent cure, -could it be possible that she despised where once she adored? - -He searched for an answer, nor did he have to look long. - -Under his troubled gaze burning blushes swept over her face and -neck--she trembled with the intensity of her emotions, her breath came -in quick, spasmodic gasps, and she looked like a beautiful fluttering -bird facing its fate. - -Love still reigned in her heart where he had once been king. - -Then why this strange action--while yet loving did she mean to -sacrifice this man who to her had been a god, however gross his -material may have appeared to other eyes? - -Was resentment, the desire to avenge her wrongs paramount to love? - -While the ways of womankind were not wholly a sealed book to Owen, he -had always frankly confessed himself unable to understand them. Yes, he -had even drilled himself into the habit of being surprised at nothing -the sex might do, either noble or otherwise--they were full of the -unexpected to him. - -"You say stand back--see, I obey you. Tell me to go, and I leave your -presence forever. And yet I am wretchedly sorry and would do all in my -power to wipe out the past, to make you believe in me as once you did. -Is there any such way--shall I have a chance, Georgia?" - -He knew the power of his voice over her--he could see her bosom heave -with the intensity of her feelings. - -Still she did not yield--this daughter of the Antilles was made of -sterner stuff than to be swept along by every passing breeze like the -fallen leaves of autumn. - -"Perhaps," she replied, slowly. - -"You would impose conditions--well, it is only right and fair. Let them -be what they will I am ready to undertake them. The harder the better, -since by that means I can prove the strength of my love, the bitterness -with which I regard my conduct of the past." - -"I said perhaps. Have you forgotten what I declared last night?" and -her eyes dropped in confusion. - -"You warned me--you saved me from a complication that was intended to -injure me with my employers, with those whose respect I held dear. You -risked much to warn me, and it was the thought of this that renewed my -courage, my hope." - -"It was something else--something of a more personal nature." - -Then her meaning flashed upon him. - -"You refer to Cousin Cleo--ah! what you said cannot be true--her -regard for me is warm and cousinly, as mine is for her, but that is -all." - -"And if it were true--if she did love you--devotedly with all her heart -and soul, Senor Roderic?" - -"It would make no difference. I should deplore such an unfortunate -occurrence deeply, on her account, for she is a noble woman in a -million. But it would be utterly impossible for me to love another as I -have you, Georgia." - -And he believed what he said, showing that he was sincere, at any rate. - -His words made her eyes glisten with delight, for who does not yearn to -hear such phrases falling from the lips of an adored one. - -"You solemnly swear that is true?" she asked, willing to believe, yet -filled with womanly doubts. - -"By everything sacred, by the memory of that happy past which my -wretched jealousy slaughtered, by the grave of my revered mother I -swear that I love and have loved no woman on earth but one, and she is -before me." - -"Then you shall hear the condition upon which you may wipe out the -past--upon which I shall again believe in you with all my heart and -soul, and forget the cruel wrong you did me." - -"Name it, for Heaven's sake, Georgia. You shall see that I am in deadly -earnest--that I abhor myself for the miserable way in which I fled from -happiness and you. Yes, though it take me to the ends of the world, -I shall go, proud to convince you that as once before I am above all -others your _preux chevalier_. What would you have me do--all I ask is -that it may not be to the prejudice of my beloved country for which I -have sworn to stand to the death against all her foreign foes." - -"Find Leon for me!" - -It was a marvelously strange request and quite enough to stagger the -man of whom the imperious demand was made. - -"Find Leon"--the lover must set out on a quest for another man--who -was Leon, what relation did he bear the belle of San Juan, and where -had he become lost since he needed a voyage of discovery made in his -behalf--Jason, starting with his bold Argonauts in search of the Golden -Fleece might not have had half the trouble that would come of looking -for a lost man in the world wilderness of to-day, since traveling -facilities were limited in those times, whereas one may now readily -fling thousands of leagues behind him in a fortnight. - -"Find Leon--for me!" - -Evidently Leon was of considerable importance to the speaker--her voice -seemed to dwell upon the sound with much tenderness. - -But Roderic did not appear to be amazed on account of the name--it was -something else that gave him cause for astonishment. - -"Senorita, I declared my readiness to go to the ends of the earth to -serve you, but now you ask me to seek the shades beyond, the world of -spirits. How then could I claim the reward even if success attended my -endeavor?" - -"No, no, not that--you do not understand--it is Leon, my brother you -are to find," breathlessly. - -"Exactly, and as he is dead it would necessitate my becoming a -disembodied spirit--" - -"Ah! yes, but he is not dead." - -"Pardon, you told me so many times, and I mourned with you on account -of your loss." - -"It was all a terrible mistake." - -"And Leon is not dead?" - -"At least he was alive three months ago. Oh! you do not know, you -cannot understand the great joy with which I but recently learned how -we had all been deceived." - -Her face glowed with enthusiasm. - -Every atom of his old mad idolatry seemed resurrected, and Roderic was -almost ready to bend down in order to kiss the hem of her garment, he -felt so abased on account of the wrong his hasty action had brought -upon her. - -"Where am I to search?" he asked, eagerly, as though ready to start on -the jump. - -"He is in Porto Rico." - -"Good. That is where I am going to-morrow." - -"And whither we also expect to bring up as soon as steam can take us." - -"Tell me what you know of him, this brother who was dead, yet lives. -How shall I know him?" - -"Ah! you would recognize him, Senor Roderic, did you but meet on the -ocean as castaways, or in the midst of the Great Sahara." - -"Then he looks like you?" - -"They have always said it." - -"That is enough--I shall remember always." - -"And you undertake the mission?" eagerly. - -His eyes met her glowing orbs. - -"You have yourself named the condition, Georgia. If I find this brother -you will forgive me the cruel past--you promise to love me again?" - -"Ah, senor, I have never been able to crush that love from my -heart--it is as strong there to-day as when we pledged our lives to -happiness. Stay, do not misunderstand me," as he made a movement toward -her, "until you have done something to atone for your desertion, Senor -Roderic, we may not resume those relations." - -"And should fate baffle my search--should Leon be actually dead, do I -lose all, sweetheart--will you throw my love away like an old glove?" - -"I could not, for your love is life to me. I have hoped through these -gloomy years, hoped you might learn how cruel, how unjust you had been, -and return to me. If you search with all your heart, that will answer -my demands." - -"How eagerly I shall try let Heaven be my witness. During the long -and dreary months since last I saw you, dear girl, I have lived ages. -Many times rebellion arose within my heart, fermented by the love that -lingered there, and could only be put down with an iron hand. Now I -shall hope to make such poor amends as lie in my power for the wretched -mistakes of that dreadful past. But tell what you know of Leon--why has -he been dead to you so long, and what reason have you to believe he -still lives and is in Porto Rico?" - -"You think it strange--it is right to look at it in that way. I myself -sometimes doubt whether I am awake, it all seems so marvelous, so -startling. - -"Leon was my only brother--I have told you before how we once loved -each other, and even described how he was drawn to join the brave -Cubans under Gomez when they rebelled against the mother country. - -"In one of the first fights that occurred Leon was taken prisoner, and -carried to Havana where he was secretly confined in Morro Castle. - -"Suddenly we heard that he had been taken out under the castle walls -with seven other wretched patriots and shot to death. - -"That was about the time I met you, senor, and my aching heart found -solace in your devoted love. Then came the period of our happiness and -the shock of your desertion. - -"Days, months, yes years have since passed. Then, as though the dark -clouds would roll away together, I again saw your blessed face, and at -the same time heard a wonderful story that Leon was alive--that he had -been saved by the daughter of the officer in command of Morro Castle, -who had fallen in love with his handsome face." - -"That is not so wonderful, senorita, since you tell me he resembles -_you_." - -"Ah! flatterer; but you shall hear all, though the time is not -appropriate. Strange things happen in Havana--in all Spanish speaking -countries--romance has a home there, and plays a part you colder -Anglo-Saxons hardly understand." - -"You forget I have lived there myself--that I speak Spanish, and by -direct association discovered the good qualities of these people who -are almost enigmas to the common run of Americans. I believe in giving -the devil his due. Yes, you cannot surprise me very much. I too have -seen many remarkable dramas played under the crimson and gold banner of -Spain." - -"This daughter of the governor saved Leon. She bribed the prison doctor -who pronounced my brother dead while in reality he only lay in a stupor -caused by a subtle drug. - -"He was carried from the prison in a coffin and buried just as the sun -went down. - -"Then darkness came as the grave diggers turned back to the fort. - -"Hardly were they out of sight than from a chaparral where she had -remained hidden sprang the governor's daughter, may the saints protect -her as an angel of mercy. - -"At her side was a faithful negro, and while the fire-flies spangled -the darkness around, this man flung back the newly set earth. - -"When Leon had been snatched from the rude pine box intended for his -coffin this was again buried in the ground. - -"They carried the boy to the negro's cabin and there he was tenderly -nursed through a long and weary sickness. - -"There he lay while I mourned as only a loving, stricken sister could; -for we believed the published account of his death before the guns of -the avenging Spanish executioners. - -"It was six months before he was well, and during that time he had -become so mixed up in the great game of independence that he dared not -let me know even of his existence--besides, he feared lest a breath of -suspicion should be cast upon the girl who had risked all this for his -sake, and whom he loved with heart and soul. - -"Thus time passed on and under another name he fought with Gomez and -Garcia--wherever the flag of Cuba waved in battle he was there, ready -to lead the charge and die if need be for the cause in which he had -enlisted. - -"When your troops were first put ashore near Santiago and attacked by -the Spaniards, it was Leon, now a captain in the Cuban army, who saved -them from annihilation. - -"The time had apparently come when he felt at liberty to send me a -message, and this he did through one of the Americans. It is too long a -story to tell how he accomplished it, nor does it matter. - -"He also sent word, believing me to be still in Porto Rico, still in -dear old San Juan, that he expected to be there sometime in the latter -part of July or early in August and I must keep on the lookout for him. - -"Between us, Senor Roderic, we must find Leon! If he comes to me I -shall count it the same as though you had won your case, since the -desire to do this service for me is there." - -"Ah! you are forgiving--you are an angel, dearest girl. No matter, I -shall never excuse myself for my unfounded suspicions." - -"You no longer believe in them?" - -"I have not this long time back. Reason was fast driving me to again -visit San Juan and discover how deeply I had wronged you." - -"Would you have done that?" - -"I swear that such a thought, amounting almost to a resolution, was in -my mind, when I learned fortune was again sending me to San Juan." - -She showed the pleasure that was rioting in her heart--the -reconciliation seemed drawing very near. - -"And you leave--to-morrow, senor?" - -"Yes, the sooner I get away from Dublin the better for all purposes. -I have discovered that the mission of those who sought aid here has -been balked. Just now the sentiment of the Irish toward England seems -softened, and it looks as though by means of kindness and justice, the -wrongs of the past may be washed out. We who love the best interests of -this green isle hope for great things." - -"You go to New York, that great city of which you so often spoke, but -which I have never yet seen?" - -"No, direct to Porto Rico." - -"Indeed. I did not know there were any regular vessels going to Spanish -ports in the West Indies." - -"This is a special trip." - -"Ah! I begin to see. We too, leave to-morrow. Can it be possible you -have taken passage on the same boat, the Sterling Castle, a fleet -blockade runner?" - -Eagerness was written on her lovely face. - -Roderic could almost wish he had been lucky enough to have done so, -believing that it must have proven a happy voyage for them. - -He failed to take into account the elements that would naturally be -in charge of such a vessel, and the strong probability that his form -must grace a yard arm as an American spy, ere the voyage had been half -completed. - -"I am sorry to say that opportunity is denied me. My cousin owns a -steam yacht, which she has loaded with stores and medicines to be taken -to Porto Rico, which island she believes has been quite forgotten by -Miss Barton and her Red Cross movement. I shall be a passenger on -board, and be secretly put ashore to fulfill my work." - -A sudden change came over the girl's face--there was a drop of fifty -degrees in temperature. A smiling summer sky had been blotted out by -a rude wintry blizzard--the smile gave way to a look of pain, almost -a frown. These passion flowers of the south know little of the art -that consists in concealing the emotions--honest love or hate flashes -quickly upon the countenance, for they brook no rivals. - -"Your cousin--Miss Fairfax of Virginia, the daughter of a fortune, who -is ready to cast all she owns at your feet--and you are to sail with -her--you will be in her company ten days, two weeks perhaps. Santa -Maria! then you will forget me, forget everything but her blue eyes -that look like the Porto Rico skies at sunset." - -It was almost a piteous wail to which she gave vent, and Roderic, his -heart touched, realizing that the chance for which he yearned had come, -sprang forward and threw an arm around the girl. - -She had repulsed him before, but with a fierce jealousy raging in her -heart she was no longer capable of such heroics. - -So she yielded herself a willing captive to his embraces--her heart had -ever been true, why should she not enjoy a fleeting spell of bliss? - -Looking down into her confused face upon which his kisses were yet -warm, he said, with a quiet assurance that did much to convince her: - -"Sweetheart, I have known Cleo all my life. I love her as a sister, for -she is a noble woman; but I never have given and never could give her -an iota of the idolatrous passion that has filled my heart for you. -You have believed me before--trust me now. I live only in the hope of -wiping out my shameful action of the past, and of winning you for my -own. Are you satisfied?" - -"But she cares for you, Roderic; your fair cousin!" - -"You declare so--I can hardly believe it." - -"But I know it--she would make a far better wife for you than might a -poor daughter of Porto Rico," weakly, almost piteously. - -"I am the judge of that, and I would snatch you to my heart against all -the world." - -"She has great wealth," watching him yearningly. - -"I love only _you_, my darling." - -"She is cultivated, refined, as you say a noble woman, while I am poor, -with only my face and a worshiping heart to bring you." - -"But I adore _you_--life without you would be a dreary waste," he -steadfastly declared. - -His simple argument convinced even the little skeptic. - -"Then God's will be done--I am yours again when you have fulfilled -your penance, Senor Roderic." - -Just as he was about to ratify the treaty with a lover's kiss there -was a tremendous bellow, as if some mad bull had broken loose from -confinement, and into the half darkened apartment came the tall figure -of General Porfidio, her guardian. - - - - -CHAPTER VII. - -THE SWORD DUEL IN THE EAST INDIAN BUNGALOW. - - -Surrounded by a thousand mementoes of India as he was, in this quaint -bungalow on the Rathmines road, Roderic Owen might well have been -pardoned had he allowed imagination to have full sway, and looked for -some offended satellite of great Buddha to appear with the advent of -that bull-like roar. - -But it chanced that he knew the sound of old, since the general and -himself had many times enjoyed each other's society in San Juan when -Cupid ruled the camp. - -He was not particularly anxious to meet the Porto Rican officer just -yet, but being a man who never showed the white feather when face to -face with trouble, he wheeled to confront the hurricane just entering. - -General Porfidio was a big man, and having a bushy head of white hair -his appearance was unusually ferocious, nor did his fierce military -mustache and his shaggy eyebrows serve to temper the naturally -bellicose looks which a provident Nature had bestowed upon him. - -The roar with which he usually spoke accorded well with his whole -disposition. - -And yet Roderic had seen this terrible man of war become as meek as a -little lamb under the thumb of a pretty girl's hand--Georgia knew how -to pull his heart strings and bring him to his knees. - -He evidently entered the room in a tremendous whirl of excitement. - -"_Por Dios!_ so, I have discovered the villain. Roblado swore he saw -him enter here, and ran to inform me three blocks away. I have galloped -every foot of the distance, and with each yard I swore a fearful oath -to have his life, that of the spy who seeks to ruin me in my own house. -You hear, sir--I have come to rid the world of a viper. And yet, I -would not have it said that Porfidio de Brabant, with the blood of -cavaliers in his veins, descended so low as to strike an unarmed man. -Turn about, Yankee, and you will see many swords upon the wall behind -you. The light still remains good enough to allow us a few minutes -grace. It is all I want--I have not learned my lesson for nothing. -What! do you then refuse to defend yourself--then by Our Lady I shall -be obliged to spur you on with the flat of my good blade, until I can -beat some little courage into your shrinking soul." - -He made an aggressive movement, as if about to instantly carry his plan -into action. - -This was more than Roderic could stand. - -He was a fighter by nature, and no man ever had to shake a red flag in -front of his eyes in order to arouse his ambition. - -Even in the present instance, though he had no desire to meet the -general in an affair of honor, the awful threat made by the Porto Rican -was too much for his Irish blood. - -Consequently he turned to the wall, remembering that his eye had -been involuntarily attracted toward a particularly inviting looking -slender Hindoo sword made of the finest steel in the world, tempered -in Damascus, where the art has been guarded as a secret, lo, these -hundreds of years, since the turbulent time of Saracens and Crusaders -in fact. - -Quickly Roderic snatched this blade from the wall. - -It felt like a reliable weapon, and he no sooner clasped his eager -fingers about the hilt than he knew he could depend upon it to the -death. - -Having thus armed himself he whirled about, for the dire threat of the -old soldier still stung his ears, and he was mortally afraid the other -might in his anger carry it out. - -To a proud man like Owen, such an indignity would be worse than the -danger of meeting an attack--and especially in _her_ presence. - -Thus, when able to flash the jewel hilted East Indian blade around so -as to cover any possible attack from the old martinet, Roderic gave -vent to an exclamation of satisfaction. - -At home with a sword, he felt able to render a good account of his -stewardship, since he had long taken a peculiar pride in learning the -ways in which various nations handle the weapon--a grizzled old Turk -had given him points in Constantinople--from an Algerian desert rover -he had learned how they fought with the steel when robbers attacked the -caravans--an expert Hindoo juggler who could place an apple on a man's -cranium and with a fierce downward stroke sever it completely without -harming a hair of the other's head had taken pleasure in teaching him -a few tricks, while American cavalrymen had made him an adept with -the sabre, and a French fencing master exhausted his _repertoire_ in -endeavoring to beat down his defense. - -Taken in all, young Owen had no reason to fear any harm when thus given -a blade with which to defend himself. - -Nor did he mean to demolish the old veteran, with whom he had many -times smoked the pipe of peace and good fellowship, exchanging stories -of world wide experiences. - -All he desired was a chance to defend himself against furious attacks. - -Evidently Don Porfidio had not as yet recognized the man in the parlor -of his bungalow. - -For this, the growing shadows of coming dusk, together with the fury -that made his eyes dance in their sockets might be held accountable, -rather than any infirmities of coming age. - -When the old fire-eater comprehended what the other's action really -meant he gave utterance to a snort of satisfaction. - -Nothing could please him better than a chance to air his masterly -ability with the trenchant blade he had so proudly carried at his -side--opportunities for so doing had of late been too few and far -between to fully satisfy the vainglorious ambition of the soldier. - -He had actually seen much stirring work in the military service of -Spain, and was seasoned by a long and hazardous career. - -"_Carramba!_" he cried, "have we then at last one fellow who shirks not -the fray? Here's to your lung and an easier way of taking breath." - -But somewhat to his surprise the unknown parried his quivering stroke -with the utmost ease, and still stood there on guard. - -Then the old soldier waxed wroth. - -He had been stunned at first, when his blade was so contemptuously -turned aside, for this action was not according to the usual way Dame -Fortune served such a son of Mars. - -Of course he gave utterance to a Spanish execration, such as falls so -readily from the lips of these excitable people. - -Then he hastily examined his sword, which was found to be in quite as -good condition as before, proving that the fault did not lie in that -quarter at least. - -Having awakened to the knowledge that he had a job cut out before him -that would require his utmost endeavors, Don Porfidio braced his bulky -frame for a prodigious effort. - -As the two antagonists stood there facing one another, like a pair of -Roman gladiators about to do battle royal the girl suddenly darted -between. - -"You must not, shall not fight!" she exclaimed. - -The general let out a roar. - -"Stand back, on your life, rash girl. This is a business in which I -will brook no interference." - -"But uncle, dear uncle, you do not know----" - -"I know all I desire, and I shall make it my solemn duty to teach this -rascal a lesson he will never forget. Therefore I command you, Georgia, -to leave the room!" - -"No, no, it would be a crime," she continued, endeavoring to cling to -his sword arm. - -But the testy old don's fighting blood was up, and in such a condition -he would stand no interference even from one whom he loved so dearly. - -So with his left arm he swept the frail figure of the San Juan belle -aside, and at the same time thrust out with his sword. - -The weapon met that of Roderic eagerly advanced to receive the thrust, -and immediately there followed a clashing and rasping as steel -continued to smite its like. - -Georgia, finding her efforts to keep the two men apart futile, fell -back in dismay from the flash of the writhing swords. - -The spectacle appeared to fascinate her for a brief time, so that with -clasped hands she stood and gazed, her breath coming in gasps, and with -each breath a fervent prayer that the Holy Virgin would intervene to -prevent these two men, each of whom was so dear to her, from shedding -one another's blood. - -Then of a sudden she uttered a bubbling cry--it was not because one or -the other had gained the least advantage, for they were still at it, -hammer and tongs, the giant man of war trying all his tricks and clever -thrusts with disheartening results--a bright thought had flashed into -the girl's bewildered brain. - -Since Don Porfidio refused to hearken when she attempted to explain -matters, perhaps the same hoped-for cessation of active hostilities -might be attained through another means. - -"A light--let me find a lamp--please Heaven it may not be too late, and -these hot heads slaughter each other while I am gone," was what she -cried. - -No one noticed her disappearance through the door where hung the Bagdad -curtains, for both of the gentlemen had their attention fully occupied -in another quarter. - -When a ferocious old military hero with all his long pent-up love for -bloody scenes bursting forth is diligently thrusting right and left -with a keen pointed sword, his eagerness increasing with each and every -defeat of his plans, there is little chance to observe what may be -passing even in the confines of the same apartment. - -That was Roderic's condition. - -True, he considered himself in no actual danger, unless from an -accidental thrust, but all the same the valorous old don was sending -them in at white heat, and as the gloaming made it difficult to see -with exactness, there was need of great caution. - -The sparks flew whenever the hostile blades struck violently together, -and taken altogether it was about as pretty and interesting a picture -as one would wish to see. - -When he found his favorite blows turned aside with so masterly a hand, -the general's rage began to partially give way to admiration, for he -was an ardent lover of fine sword play no matter where found, in Arab, -Moor or Cossack. - -He still continued to bellow, for it was a part of his nature to do -so, but mingled with his furious phrases were cries that betokened -amazement, delight, suspicion. - -Perhaps he recognized something familiar about the method employed by -his antagonist in defending himself. - -Swordsmen have their peculiar tactics or individualities, that crop -out strongly, and doubtless in the good old days when Senor Owen was -a welcome visitor at the hacienda of Don Porfidio the two may have -crossed blades occasionally, if only to illustrate some point in a -story. - -In due time the Porto Rican must have puzzled out the solution of the -mystery. - -He was not given time just now. - -Roderic, finding that the other was making a most wicked series of -lunges at his heart, and fearful lest some accident might occur that -would place him at the mercy of Don Porfidio, concluded to wind up the -matter in a manner that was more to his liking. - -So he let loose a few cards which he had, figuratively speaking, been -holding up his sleeve--in other words he let out an extra supply of -ability and forced the fighting. - -It was all up with the general. - -He knew full well he was in the hands of a master, and that while -the duel was fated to be cut as short as he wished, the outcome might -hardly be to his liking. - -The old don had been over confident, and he now fell into something -like a panic. - -True, he battled on with just as much vim as before, but desperation -nerved his arm rather than the old time enthusiasm. - -When Roderic discovered his chance he whipped the other's supple blade -out of his nerveless hand with consummate ease. - -Don Porfidio uttered a cry of rage and stupefaction. - -"_Carramba!_ you have done it--now take your revenge, Senor Spy!" he -ejaculated, despairingly. - -He folded his arms across his quivering chest and faced what he -supposed would be immediate death without flinching. - -Roderic drew back his sword, but the old warrior made no appeal for -mercy. - -A Spaniard may appear cruel according to Anglo-Saxon ways of looking at -things, but no race of men has shown more splendid courage in battle or -upon the terrible unknown seas of the fifteenth century. - -Roderic turning hung his East Indian blade once more upon the wall, -doubtless to the sore amazement of the soldier. - -It was at this juncture Georgia came hastily into the room bearing an -antique lamp which her trembling fingers had succeeded in lighting. - -Upon her face was an anxious, almost terrified expression, as though -she half expected to find one or both of the men lying there in their -blood. - -To see them standing there unarmed was a joyous revelation. - -As for the old soldier, the truth flashed upon him with a shock, when -his eyes beheld a face he long had known. - -"Holy Father, is it _you_ Senor Owen? Dolt, idiot that I was not to -recognize the familiar swing of your cunning sword arm. I am pleased to -meet you again--as, I am furiously angry because all these months you -have neglected this sweet flower, and caused her much suffering." - -Thus he rambled on, halting between his natural affection for the young -American, yet holding back on account of race enmity, since Spanish and -American arms now clashed. - -Roderic knew he had a difficult piece of work cut out for him. - -It had been child's play to disarm the old gentleman, but to avoid an -open rupture must tax his ingenuity. - -Perhaps, with the help of the girl it might be made possible. - -At any rate he was bound to try for the sake of peace in the family. - -"General, that I have lost the sweet friendship, and society of your -niece and ward during all these months is my misfortune. She has, like -an angel of light, forgiven me. It was all a terrible mistake, caused -by jealousy on my part. - -"You as a man who has seen the world in all its phases can understand -my position. I am humiliated in her presence. We expect to forget all -that is bitter in the past, and start afresh, for no other has held -the cords to my heart save Georgia--though I believed her lost to me -forever, I have been always faithful to our love. - -"General, our countries are at war, but that does not make us enemies. -I would esteem it an honor to shake your hand again and hear you say -you do not bear me malice where she has forgiven." - -The veteran was touched. - -He was human, and it flattered him to think that this young American, -who had just disarmed him with such ease, should still yearn for his -friendly interest. - -Don Porfidio was genial despite his exceeding gruff ways. - -"_Cospita, hombre_, you speak fairly. If the chit of a girl has -forgiven what right have I to hold out, though truth to tell I have -made many a vow to the Virgin to flay your back when next we met, on -account of your wretched flight. Since you ask it so sincerely, and -there was always a warm corner of my tough old heart for you Senor -Roderic, I see no reason why we should not shake hands and resume our -former friendship." - -This pleased Owen, who was just in the act of putting out his hand when -a rough voice outside was heard calling: - -"Senor de Brabant, have you slain the pig of a Yankee spy--is it safe -to enter?" - -At which Don Porfidio uttered a choking exclamation and letting his -hand drop to his side stared at the face of the young American as -though the truth had flashed through his brain like an electric bolt. - - - - -CHAPTER VIII. - -"ADIOS, BELOVED!" - - -The old Porto Rican dignitary quickly recovered his speech--indeed, -it was seldom he could be found in a position where his vocal organs -suffered a relapse, since it was almost as natural for Don Porfidio to -fume and roar as it was to draw breath. - -Suspicion, which had lain dormant in his breast during the last few -minutes, on account of his surprise at discovering the identity of his -opponent in the sword duel, now once more leaped into a fierce flame. - -He remembered why he had rushed to his bungalow quarters with such hot -speed. - -"The spy, yes, the Yankee spy. _Por Dios!_ I had almost forgotten him. -He entered here--Roblado swore it on his honor. I have never as yet -seen the rascal and I jumped to the conclusion that you were he. Was -it all a mistake, Senor Owen--will you tell me you are not the party -Roblado saw--the party he has sworn to tear limb from limb? I await -your answer, senor, and give you my word of honor I shall believe what -you say," he said, anxiously, eagerly. - -Roderic smiled. - -It was not because he lacked in respect for the doughty general, who -had backed up his hot words with his sword as a brave man should. - -The reference to Roblado amused Owen. - -He pictured that fire-eater who was yearning to spill his blood, -waiting outside the door of the house, where the click of the swords -came as sweet music to his ear, waiting until these sounds were heard -no longer, when in a mixture of hope and fear he called out: - -"Senor de Brabant, have you slain the pig of a Yankee spy--is it safe -to enter?" - -Of a truth Roblado's heart was as stout as that of the timid lamb -gamboling on the green, and when he roared it was as fiercely as a -sucking dove. - -Roderic was ever frank--it is a policy that pays best in the end. - -"I do not claim the name of a spy, senor, but it would be foolish of me -to deny that I am in the secret diplomatic service of my country--that -my presence here has been to discover why Spanish agents congregate in -Dublin. As to why I am under your roof, it is a purely personal matter -that drew me. I chanced to be passing and saw your niece at the window. -Resolved to make my peace with her I boldly demanded admittance, and -she has been angel enough to forgive. Senor, that is all--you believe -me?" - -Roderic was a man whose very face was a passport among his fellows. - -What he said usually carried weight. - -Of old he had exerted great influence over the don, who had almost -loved him as his own at the time jealousy broke up the combination. - -This feeling was once more sweeping over the general--there is a -fascination about some men that is very hard to resist. - -Possibly he might have again thrust out his hand despite Roblado and -his hatred for Yankees in general. - -Other voices were heard outside--Roblado was endeavoring to explain to -the new arrivals who had just appeared upon the scene. - -Perhaps, not having received any answer to his frenzied calls to the -general, he jumped to the conclusion that the boot was on the other -leg, and the veteran had received his quietus at the hands of the -miserable American "pig." - -In numbers there is courage and strength. - -Even Roblado could be valorous when backed up by half a dozen comrades. - -The cramp in his abdomen, which had necessarily prevented him from -rushing in and annihilating the Yankee, now left him as if by magic, -and when the group of conspirators crushed through the doorway Roblado -led the van. - -Such valor! no wonder Spain has in ages past swept like a whirlwind -over the known world--it was certainly worthy of the Dark Ages. - -Roderic was taken at a disadvantage, for he had not expected such -hostile measures. - -He thought to again snatch the sword that had already served him so -well, but ere this could be done one of the new comers had hurled his -weight upon him. - -Had these two been let alone, Owen would surely have done the other -injury in short order, for his trained muscles were aching for active -service, and the Spaniard was really no match for him. - -This style of carrying on the affair did not seem to suit the others, -however. - -What was the use of having an advantage if it were not enforced? - -Such logic carried the day, and when Roderic found the half dozen -hanging upon him from all quarters he ceased struggling, knowing the -folly of such a useless endeavor to win out. - -It was a great victory. - -His captors surrounded him, every man holding on to some part of his -apparel. - -Their swarthy faces beamed with pleasure, as though this might be taken -as a forerunner of the great triumph reserved for their nation when the -somnolence of many years had been thrown aside. - -Roblado was in his element. - -He had a military or naval cut about his appearance, and no doubt could -swell with importance when on the deck of his ship or at the head of -his brigade. - -"Tis well, comrades, we have secured the beast. What can prevail -against Spanish valor? Those who are foolish enough to get in our way -must pay the penalty, poor fools. Now that we have caught the great -American eagle what shall we do with him?" he asked, still maintaining -a consequential grip upon Roderic's coat tails. - -"Clip his wings!" said one in Castilian. - -Various other suggestions were offered, some amusing, others diabolical -in their cruelty. - -Roderic laughed good naturedly. - -"Ah! gentlemen all," he remarked in that calm and pleasant way that -indicates perfect control over the emotions, "you seem to forget you -are not in Spain or Cuba, where such delightful little picnic parties -as you mention are of daily occurrence. You are in the dominion of Her -Majesty Queen Victoria--her officers are watching every move you make, -and at this moment the shadow of Portland prison hangs over you, every -man. - -"Don't imagine for a moment my presence is not known to these men from -Scotland Yard, for we are working hand in glove. I am in your power, -and you may do as you please, but mark me, if a hair of my head is -injured every man here will be in irons before two hours have passed. -That is all!" - -It was enough. - -The Jack Spaniards were shaky at the knees. - -Their respect for grim English laws and customs was bred in the -bone--since the days when the Great Armada was destroyed by Providence -and British valor, these people of the Iberian peninsula have seldom -desired to pick a quarrel with Albion. - -So, upon hearing what Owen had to say, they looked at each other -fearfully and then eyed the doors and windows as though half expecting -to see the officers representing good old English law bursting upon the -scene. - -Naturally a cock fights best upon his own ground, and this is -particularly true of Spaniards as a people. - -Handicapped by their presence under a flag that was known to be more -friendly toward the Americans than any other among the Powers, they -found their claws cut. - -A hasty council of war was entered into. - -Self preservation is the first law of nature, and they were clamorous -as to the means to be employed that would best insure his safety. - -No matter how wretched the cur, he has the same inherent love of life -that nature gives to the finest created creature. - -Several times Don Porfidio attempted to take the reins and drive, but -a spirit of communism was rampant, and the others would yield to no -dictation. - -At other times perhaps they would give ready heed to all he had to -say, since he occupied a high position in the councils of Spain; but -just now all were on a common level and it was a case of life and death -they had to settle. - -At length it was decided. - -Senor Owen should not be put to death, but held a prisoner until they -could hastily leave Dublin bay on board the blockade runner as per -their previous arrangement. - -It was only hastening plans that had already been well arranged. - -The young girl stood there an anxious spectator, while her lover's fate -was being decided, and when the final ultimatum had been rendered she -gave him a pleased smile of encouragement. - -Roderic, wise man, had made up his mind not to resist the decree of -fate, especially since it appeared that he would only be put to a -little inconvenience and encounter small danger. - -He had no desire to provoke the anger of these men further than was -necessary--there would come a time when he might meet them face to face -on equal terms, with weapons in his hands, and until that hour it was -policy for him to laugh and let them have their sweet way. - -A long lane it is that has no turning. - -His time would come sooner or later. - -Then the blustering Roblado might be made to sing more softly, and -those who handled him so roughly be compelled to take a turn themselves. - -Surrounded by the voluble and excited group, the American was led down -into the cellar of the unique bungalow on the Rathmines road. - -Here they left him, with fervent hopes, openly expressed that the rats -would feed upon his wretched porcine carcass, and never allow him to -again see the light of day. - -Owen was not in despair. - -On the contrary it is doubtful whether in all fair Dublin that night a -lighter heart could have been found than his. - -There was reason for it too. - -As to the danger menacing him, he laughed that to scorn--it was only a -little adventure after all, one of many that marked his life. - -He had won back the treasure that was almost beyond his reach, and the -man who found himself secure in the love of that divine girl had cause -for deep and heart-felt satisfaction. - -Roderic could never tell how it ever came these fellows neglected to -take what portable property he chanced to carry. - -It was really a remarkable omission and might be laid to the fact of -their being gentlemen though he himself was rather inclined to believe -the truth rested in another quarter--that they had been ashamed in the -presence of Georgia, and likewise confused by his positive statement -about the Scotland Yard officers on their trail. - -Having a deep seated aversion to English prisons, quite excusable, they -had found their nerves unstrung. - -Hence Roderic profited by their confusion. - -He hunted up a cigar and a match. - -That was comfort enough for half an hour. - -The future could take care of itself. - -Such is the philosophy of a dare devil who, from long familiarity has -conceived a species of contempt for danger. - -He could hear some one moving about above, and understood that the -general must be preparing to leave the odd little furnished cottage -which he had hired. - -More time passed. - -Owen was only waiting until they left the house, when he would -undertake to get free from his prison. - -No ordinary cellar was constructed that could restrain a man of his -ability for any great length of time. - -An occasional flash from a match kept him informed as to the flight of -time. - -These brief periods of illumination also gave him some conception as to -his surroundings, and he was thus enabled to figure as to what shape -his action should take in order to bring the most speedy results. - -At length all seemed to become quiet above. - -He had heard several doors slam. - -Doubtless the doughty general and his lovely ward had sallied forth to -board the blockade runner that was to take them across the ocean. - -Roderic sighed to think he would not see her again for, Heaven alone -knew how long. - -Never mind, he had experienced a foretaste of Paradise on this evening -which he would have considered cheaply purchased had he been compelled -to meet ten times as many difficulties in order to win it. - -It had brightened his life and given him something blessed for which to -live. - -Filled with zeal, as though inspired to prove himself worthy of the -dear girl who had so readily forgiven his cruel desertion because of -the great love she bore him, Owen arose. - -First of all he stretched himself, as though feeling of his strength. - -He had resolved to bend his energies upon the door of the subterranean -prison, as offering the best possible opportunity for escape. - -So he groped his way to the stone steps and made his way upward. - -At length he touched the door. - -Of course it was fast. - -Those vindictive Spaniards had meant what they said, and really hoped -he might be kept down below until so weakened by hunger that he could -put up but a feeble defense against the great gaunt Dublin sewer rats. - -Which shows how little they knew a progressive Yankee, and his -inventive abilities that stop at nothing when the occasion makes -demands. - -Roderic knew how to assail such a door. - -He smiled disdainfully when he found they had actually left the key in -the lock. - -What a snap it was. - -Why these fellows were hardly out of their swaddling clothes when it -came to outwitting a twentieth century Yankee. - -He thought he would start operations upon that door immediately. - -Then his mind changed for a sound reached his ears--some one was -approaching--he could even see a gleam of light from under the door. - -Now they stood without with only the door between. - -He heard a key turned in the lock. - -Roderic braced himself for a struggle, not knowing but what one of the -most vindictive Spaniards, Roblado perhaps, had crept back, resolved to -have a dark revenge. - -Thus, half crouching on the steps, he awaited the opening of the door. - -Now it moved. - -He had a glimpse of a flaring candle held in a small hand, and then -came sudden darkness, for a draught from the cellar had snuffed out the -flame. - -But Roderic had in that one glance seen enough to arouse the most -delightful sensations within his heart. - -A voice, low and soft but sweeter than a breath from Cathay reached his -ears and set the music throbbing in his heart. - -"Senor Roderic--_hola_, it is I!" - -"God bless you--I am here within reach. Hold steady and let me touch -you, lest I believe I am only dreaming, my darling." - -And he immediately held her little loyal form within the shelter of his -arms, though when he rained burning kisses on her lips she struggled to -be free. - -"This is no time for that. Holy mother, what a rude man you are, Senor -Roderic. Release me, I beg, I command. Remember he must win who wears. -You have a duty to perform." - -"Which shall be accomplished with Heaven's help. But I thought you were -gone, sweetheart?" - -"We are just starting--the cart is at the door, and uncle is waiting." - -"Then he knows why you return?" - -"Yes. He made only one stipulation." - -"What is it?" - -"Your promise not to move a hand until dawn, to prevent our sailing on -the Sterling Castle." - -Roderic breathed easier. - -"Tell the dear old governor I give that most willingly. You know I -leave here myself in a comparatively few hours." - -"Then I must go." - -"You leave me--we may never meet again." - -"The Virgin watch over you," she faltered. - -"Will you go without one parting embrace--ah! the world is wide and -danger lurks everywhere when people are at war. One kiss sweetheart, of -your own free will--it may be a talisman to guard me against evil." - -He pleaded not in vain. - -A pair of soft arms were thrown around his neck, and not one but a -dozen kisses rained upon his lips--then when he would have sought to -detain her she eluded his grasp and flitted away in the dark, her -gentle "adios, beloved," sounding like a benediction to his ravished -ears. - -A few minutes later he heard the roll of wheels, as the jaunting car -took them to the distant quay. - -"She is gone, Heaven bless her," he muttered--"lucky man that I am, -thrice blessed to be beloved by two such charming creatures; to me -there is only one who can fill the longing of my heart and she has just -left me." - -And this was the reason Roderic turned up at the Shelbourne late that -night looking like a man who had supped with adventure. - - - - -CHAPTER IX. - -DOWN THE IRISH COAST. - - -When Roderic Owen saw the look of deep concern on his cousin's face -give way to a radiant expression as he entered the door of the hotel, -his heart reproached him. - -Here he had been actually reveling in the realms of bliss for the last -three hours or more, while Cleo, judging from her appearance, had been -"plunged in a gulf of dark despair," or at least considerably worried -over the fact of his singular disappearance. - -It was really too bad. - -Her faithful heart had yearned after him, just as a loving sister's -might for the absent one--the two girls were so entirely unlike in -looks and temperament that it never occurred to him to compare Cleo's -affection with that of Georgia--and yet it was of the kind that lasts -through life. - -Feeling that somehow he had caused Cleo considerable anxiety, and being -conscience stricken on account of his own present happiness, Roderic -advanced hastily to ascend the broad stairs and meet her on the landing -above. - -"You were worried about me, dear cousin?" - -"Naturally so--all day you have been away--and to-morrow we -sail--unless something important has happened, to alter your plans," -she replied, her face flushing at the eager manner in which he caught -her hand. - -"Something important _has_ happened, but it will not delay our leaving -Dublin to-morrow," he replied, mentally deciding that the time had come -for him to confide his secret to this tender heart. - -If it brought pain, God forgive him, since he was unwittingly the -cause, but sooner or later Cleo must learn the truth, and the occasion -seemed to demand that he speak now. - -They were alone, but it was very public--perhaps a quiet nook in one of -the small parlors would suit better for a confessional. - -"Come with me, dear cousin--I have much to tell you--much that concerns -my past and promises to control my future," he said, earnestly. - -"Ah," thought Cleo, as she followed his eager steps, "it is coming--he -has seen her again, this Georgia whom he knew and loved in San Juan. I -must crush down my own feelings in the matter and appear just what he -believes me--an affectionate comrade, a loving sister." - -That was a heroine for you--it is not given of all women to be Joan of -Arcs, but occasion may arise in any life calling for as much determined -spirit and heroism as the noble Maid of Orleans ever boasted. - -The bijou parlor was entirely deserted, though still lighted, and over -in a cozy corner where a pile of cushions invited Oriental comfort they -settled down for a little private talk. - -Some men would have opened up in an evasive manner and told as little -as necessity demanded. - -Not so Roderic Owen. - -When a task was set before him, no matter how unpleasant or -embarrassing, his method was to plunge squarely into it, neither -sparing himself nor seeking glory from the recital. - -So he told how he had met the lovely belle of the Porto Rico -capital--the strange and romantic manner in which Providence seemed -to delight in throwing them together, and how he was enabled to save -her great inconvenience, if not her life--of the mutual attachment -that naturally sprang up between them that rapidly ripened into a -passion--of their engagement and the glorious weeks succeeding, when -they lived in Paradise. - -Then came the serpent in Eden--coquetry on the girl's part, rank -jealousy on his, without just cause it had proved. - -After that, hot words, violent separation--the old, old story of -wounded hearts, so many times repeated in the history of the world--of -two souls intended for each other, wandering about the earth estranged, -because of hasty temper. - -To all of this Cleo listened with deepest sympathy marked upon her face. - -What pain her heart experienced would never be known to the world, for -she crushed this down with a resolute hand. - -Woman was created to withstand most of the suffering in this -world--Providence endowed her with a larger capacity for such endurance -than man; just as the lord of creation was given the spirit of the -chase, of battle, and as the bread-winner in life's strife. - -Finally Roderic brought the story to Dublin and told how Georgia -disguised as a Sister of the Holy Grail, warned him, though so well had -she concealed her identity that he had not guessed it until after she -had gone. - -This brought him down to the time he was passing on the Rathmine car, -and had a glimpse of the girl he loved in the window of the quaint East -India bungalow. - -He was a good story teller, and the subject one in which his whole -heart was engaged, so that he quickly held the girl spell-bound as he -described how the reconciliation was brought about. - -When he finally told how Georgia allowed him to take her in his arms, -Cleo smiled to hide the aching heart she carried, and which she feared -might betray its pain upon her face. - -Of course she thought that was the end. - -"You love her with a deathless devotion, cousin--she has become a _sine -qua non_ to your existence?" she remarked, to hide her little tremor, -her pallor and any confusion that might appear. - -"She is the life of my life--I had gone to the point of being an old -bachelor, cousin, without ever falling in love--indeed, I had begun to -doubt seriously whether my nature was capable of any passion, for my -devotion to your cousinly self had been the only affection I had ever -known--when she crossed my path like a brilliant meteor and from that -day to this I have not known the old peace. Yes, I love her with heart -and soul--as you say it truly seems as though this dark-eyed girl had -become an indispensable condition to my existence. I tell you this -knowing how much you care for my happiness--how you sympathize with my -griefs and rejoice when prosperity finds me." - -Perhaps it was cruel to say this, but remember that Owen found it -almost impossible to believe Cleo entertained a passion for him beyond -that calm, cousinly affection. - -Besides, it was a part of his religion that heroic treatment was always -best. - -If he had an unpleasant duty to perform the sooner it was done the -better for his peace of mind. - -"You say this happened at about dusk?" she asked. - -"Yes, I was hurrying to the hotel to dress so that I might eat dinner -with you." - -"Possibly at seven," with an arch glance in the direction of a little -ormolu clock upon the mantel, that was merrily ticking away the minutes. - -Roderic laughed in some confusion. - -"Pray, do not imagine I forgot the lapse of time, since it is now after -eleven. Truth to tell I have been a prisoner all this time--not a -captive held by Love's silken strands as you suspect." - -"A prisoner--oh! Roderic, then that reconciliation was not the end?" -she exclaimed, remembering that his appearance was hardly that of a -gentleman who exhibited as a usual thing some fastidiousness in his -dress. - -"Rather it was but the beginning, for at that very moment the gruff old -general, her uncle, rushed like a whirlwind into the house, bellowing -for a chance to annihilate the Yankee spy whom one of his bold -colleagues had seen enter." - -"That was exciting enough--I am quite anxious to see that odd old -soldier of whom you have spoken so much. But go on--he recognized you?" - -"Not at all--the dim light and his passion blinded eyes prevented that. -At once he demanded that I take my choice of the various swords on the -wall and give him an opportunity to wipe out the insult my presence put -upon his dwelling." - -"What a ferocious old firebrand he must be. And did she not -explain--you said she had usually such power over this uncle?" - -"He would not let her say anything, but, wild with anger brushed -Georgia aside and swore as only a furious Spaniard could, that unless -I at once accepted his benevolent offer of a fair chance to defend -myself, he would lay the flat of his sword on me, and use his boot in -ejecting me from the premises." - -"The old brute--and of course after that, Cousin Roderic, you had to -fight?" - -"There was no other way of escaping the dilemma. So I snatched a sword -from the wall and met his attack. Well, we had quite a lively passage -at arms for some minutes. As I had fenced with the old governor often -before I knew he was behind the times. Georgia had fled from the room -to hunt a lamp. Just as she returned fortune allowed me to disarm the -general." - -"Ah! yes, it is always fortune and good luck when you manage to -succeed, cousin mine," she exclaimed with some heat, "but I know what -skill you possess with a sword--I have my own opinion on that score. -But go on--Georgia returned with a light at this most interesting -juncture?" - -"And the general recognized me--he was almost paralyzed, and was ready -to forgive my miserable treatment of his niece when he learned that she -had done so. Unfortunately his friends rushed in at this juncture, and -taking me unawares made me a prisoner." - -"Not before one or more had suffered at your hands, I warrant," she -asserted, stoutly, for since Roderic would not sound his own trumpet it -was necessary that some one else blow it for him. - -Ah! the man who has such a faithful heart looking after his interests -is blest indeed. - -"Well, I must confess I did not inflict much punishment upon them -because they hung on like so many leeches, quite overpowering me. -Besides, I knew they would hardly dare do me any bodily harm." - -Then he told what followed, and how they put him in the cellar to clip -his wings, as they said. - -Finally came the last scene in the drama where the door opened and he -had Georgia in his arms again. - -Roderic made little of this, for the conviction was now forcing itself -upon even his dull masculine mind that such tender scenes might not be -in the best taste possible, considering the circumstances. - -"And thus you see me on deck once more, a little the worse for wear -perhaps, but ready to sail with you to-morrow, if you say the word," he -ended. - -"You are happy, Roderic?" - -"Yes, God has been very, very good to me. I don't deserve it, cousin." - -"You look forward to meeting Georgia in the island beyond the sea?" - -"She has already started there, and it would be strange if we did not -meet, either before or after San Juan falls into American hands." - -"Is she--_very_ beautiful, Roderic?" - -"You shall say for yourself when you see her, for it is my fondest hope -that you may be the dearest of friends. You will promise me that, Cleo?" - -Again she resolutely thrust self aside. - -"Whom you love must be a sister to me, cousin. Yes, I give you such a -promise willingly." - -The rebellion in her heart was kept down with a firm hand--what was -human might struggle and cry out, but it could not overcome the divine -element that came from Calvary--the desire to sacrifice self for the -good of one beloved. - -Then they fell to talking of the contemplated ocean voyage and what -pleasures it promised to souls that delighted in travel, and for which -the ever changing boundless deep had charms that were invisible to the -eye of the ordinary tourist. - -Finally Roderic realized the lateness of the hour, and declared -he ought to be ashamed to keep his cousin from her beauty sleep, -especially as it was all on account of his own personal business. - -Possibly Roderic slept but little that night. - -He had much upon his mind. - -And yet he was far happier than the girl from Virginia, since there was -a bright future to which he could look forward. - -With her that future was a blank. - -Many there are fated in this world to love without hope of a reciprocal -affection, but few can bear their cross with the gentle happy spirit -shown by Cleo. - -When they met again at an early breakfast, while old Dublin was waking -up, no one would suspect from her smiling face and dancing blue eyes -that Cleo had ever known a serious sorrow, or that a canker lodged -close to her gentle heart. - -She took the deepest interest in all the contemplated movements of her -cousin, and entered into the enthusiasm of his plans as though she had -a reason to share in his future happiness. - -Matters had been so carefully adjusted on the preceding day that little -remained to be done save have their portable luggage taken down to the -landing stage, and go through with a few forms necessary ere the steam -yacht could depart. - -Though Roderic was not sorry to leave Dublin, under the circumstances, -he must always cherish a pleasant recollection for the bright Irish -capital. - -It was here the incubus that had pressed upon his shoulders for well -nigh two years had been cast aside, and the sun of hope burst from -behind the clouds of despair. - -Yes, the name of Dublin would ever be associated with pleasant -memories, for the little encounter with Don Porfidio was but a romance; -while his capture and imprisonment by the Spanish clique had only been -the means of bringing his beloved sweetheart again to his arms, and he -could not harbor ill feelings against any cause that had brought about -such an effect. - -By ten o'clock they were on board the yacht. - -Roderic could not help casting many eager glances around at the various -vessels lying at anchor in Kingstown harbor. - -He was thinking of the Sterling Castle. - -Already he had made inquiries concerning the steamer, and knew her -build. - -There were several marked peculiarities about her style, the painting -of her funnel and other things that would stamp her individuality, -so that he was able to declare after searching the harbor, that the -impudent little blockade runner was not present. - -Then she had about twelve hours the start and was doubtless far down -the Irish coast. - -The anchor was weighed with the usual cheery English chorus, and as -the steam yacht headed into Dublin bay, Roderic, looking back to the -beautiful city thus left behind, could not but be impressed. - -It was a glorious summer day and the sight an inspiring one, for -Kingstown harbor at this season of the year is usually thronged with -pleasure craft as well as those of business. - -Going out they passed the Holyhead steamer just entering. - -Roderic could not but reflect with deep satisfaction what a great -change had taken place in his own life since he trod the hurricane deck -of that same steamer a short time before. - -Truly events follow each other in rapid succession in some lives. - -Providence seemed to be in an especially favoring mood with regard to -his fortunes just at present. - -If it would only continue. - -He knew not what the future held--perhaps, could he have lifted the -veil and obtained a glimpse of what adventures and perils lay in his -path, the prospect might have appalled even his stout heart. - -How mercifully the future is screened from our inquisitive eyes--could -we but _know_, how idle would our struggles seem, and despair must -often cause us to cease the hopeless contest. - -It is this element of uncertainty that keeps hope alive in our hearts, -and many times wrings victory from seeming defeat. - -As they passed down the far famed Irish sea the tops of the green hills -could always be seen above the haze that sometimes hid their base and -the fishing villages nestling there from view. - -Roderic spent much time in leaning over the rail and watching this -everchanging panorama, while smoking his pipe--for Cleo had made it -distinctly understood that she was very fond of tobacco smoke in the -open air, and that he was at liberty to indulge when and where he -chose; a privilege that caused Miss Becky to lift her eyes in horror, -for she had a special aversion to this self same odor. - -However, she never found Roderic other than a gentleman, and he would -always move his seat in order that the fragrant smoke might not blow -across her sacred person, so that in this way he made a firm friend of -the old maid. - -When nightfall came they took their last look at old Ireland's green -hills, for unless all calculations failed they would be out on the -broad Atlantic by daylight, headed for the West Indies. - -Roderic had by this time thrown off the reserve that weighed down his -spirits at first and become his own sociable self, ready to enter into -any game that promised relaxation and sport. - -The shore line faded as the glow left the western sky, and presently -only lights upon the hills told how near they were to the Irish coast. - -Thus the voyage was begun, that would bring much of success or grief -to his fortunes--before him like a will-o'-the-wisp flitted the -blockade runner, having on board the beautiful maid of San Juan--and -the game was transferred from the Old to the New World. - - - - -CHAPTER X. - -FOR ONE NIGHT AT THE AZORES. - - -In heading for the Antilles there were several routes which they could -take. - -It was possible to make a bee line almost due south-west, stopping at -the Azores on the way; or they could follow the plan adopted by Spain -in sending her ships of war across, heading almost due south to the -Canary islands, then on nearly the same course until the Cape Verdes -were reached, after which a run to the west would bring them to the -Porto Rico coast. - -Roderic was much interested in this matter and held many consultations -with the old captain as to what line he had marked out. - -Perhaps--for somehow our purely selfish personal ends will crop -up despite us--he was speculating as to what chances they had of -overtaking the blockade runner, should they have decided upon the same -course. - -There are always so many possibilities governing these things. - -Though the ocean appears limitless, there are times when people come -together in a most remarkable manner. - -Fate takes a hand in many a game and this seemingly boundless sea -becomes as a veritable mill pond, where boys float their rafts and have -collisions. - -Roderic learned that their course was to be laid by way of the Azores, -those sentinels of the vasty deep that lie far out in midocean between -the two warring countries, the United States and Spain. - -He spent a portion of the first morning afloat in examining the vessel -from keel to truck so to speak, and was loud in his praise of her -stanch abilities. - -She had been built on the Clyde, and was of course put together -to stay--those canny Scots have a faculty for making timbers hold -together through hurricane blows and all manner of extreme usage, that -is unexcelled in any other part of the world, so that the very name -carries weight; as does the Belfast engine, some of which on old White -Star liners have done noble duty a score and a half of years. - -Roderic's praise was so unstinted that the old captain, who loved his -craft as only a seaman may, was quite tickled. - -He had taken a great liking for Owen, which was not at all strange, -for they were both men built very much upon the same model, possessing -sterling characteristics. - -Perhaps it was apt to become something of a mutual admiration society, -for Roderic recognized a kindred spirit--what he admired in a man and -sought to exemplify in his own person was present in the composition of -this rough and ready British sailorman. - -It also pleased him to know Cleo had been fortunate enough to secure -such a reliable mariner, and yet he realized this was as much the -result of good judgment on her part as any luck. - -At least he would never suspect that the Virginia maid had immediately -fancied the grim old mariner because she discovered many of his -sterling characteristics to be the same as those she had admired in -Roderic from boyhood. - -That was her secret which she would hardly have acknowledged even to -her own heart. - -The weather too was propitious. - -A splendid breeze blew, and as they were provided with sails, these -were utilized in order to further increase their speed. - -Roderic gloried in the fact that he had never been sea sick a minute -in his life, and he had also seen some pretty rough times afloat, from -being caught in a dreadful typhoon in the China sea to being wrecked by -a West India hurricane. - -He had provided himself with Clarke Russell's latest ocean yarn, -and as his own condition was fully equal to that so aptly described -by this wizard of sea stories, he could doubly appreciate the vivid -descriptions of storm and calm, hot chase and wreck, and all the -manifold phases of life on the boundless deep, given in a manner that -has never been rivaled. - -They also played shuffle board, tossed deck quoits and amused -themselves as pilgrims on the briny ocean learn to do when time hangs -heavy. - -Roderic read aloud some of the most remarkable passages which bore the -witchery of pen genius, and glancing up at the swelling white sails or -around at the watery horizon only marked by a wave crest circle, they -were in a position to feel the vigor of the description such as no -landsman, lounging in a hammock, far from the sea, which mayhap he had -never gazed upon, could ever experience. - -Numerous vessels were sighted during the first day, steamers and -sailing craft. - -There is always keen pleasure watching these pilgrims of the deep -through the glasses and surmising what they are, the nature of their -cargo, whence they come and whither bound. - -After this day such sights would become more rare, for their course was -out of the usual transatlantic run. - -Doubtless in the good old days when galleons laden with silver and -other treasures from the Spanish Main and Mexican mines were on this -route to Spain, many a piratical craft bore along this self same course -with men alow and aloft on the keen lookout for rich prizes which could -be looted, and scuttled with their wretched crews, their fate ever to -remain one of the mysteries of the mighty deep. - -Such romantic thoughts crept into Roderic's mind--the situation was -conducive to their inception. - -Besides, his own fortunes were really as much tinged with the spicy -flavor of adventure and romance as any he could imagine in connection -with those olden days. - -Another day and they apparently owned the earth--at least from sunrise -to sunset not a vessel was sighted going in any direction. - -The spouting of whales, the gyrations of sharks indicated by the -sword-like dorsal fin sticking out of the water, and such aquatic -features were all that broke the monotony of the livelong day. - -Roderic many times scanned the horizon ahead, and the sight of a -distant steamer was enough to arouse his eager interest, for he could -not get it out of his mind that the girl he so passionately loved was -somewhere on that vast deep, and there was always a possibility of the -speedy steam yacht overtaking the slower blockade runner. - -Some people hang their faith on small things, lovers especially. - -It is possible to find a needle in a haystack, and yet it would hardly -pay one to devote a great length of time in the search. - -However, lusty hope buoys the heart up, and often leads to wonderful -accomplishments. - -A change came in the weather. - -One can not always expect favoring winds and clear skies on the fretful -Atlantic--the storms will blow in summer as well as during the cold -season. - -Cleo had assured Roderic of her faith in the Dreadnaught as a stanch -boat in case of rough weather. - -He found the yacht more seaworthy than he had believed possible. - -She rode the mighty rollers like a duck, and at no time was there -danger aboard. - -Still, this was only a sample of what the old Atlantic could kick up on -occasion, and no matter how good the boat, one who has experienced the -horrors of a genuine hurricane while afloat, never feels a hankering -after its repetition--there is a majesty about the mighty deep when -aroused to fury that awes the stoutest human heart; and those who have -sailed over its trackless wastes the longest have the greatest respect -for its sovereignty. - -Of course the storm drove them out of their expected direct route -to the Portuguese Azores, and delayed their arrival at the sentinel -islands. - -Although these islands be along the short route from Spain to her West -India possessions,--to be hers no longer--as a usual thing ships from -the mother country prefer the longer passage, partly because the runs -are more broken, the wind more apt to be favorable, and possibly for -the reason that some of her fortified possessions, the Canaries lie off -the coast of northern Africa. - -Thus, not a great business has been done at the Azores under the best -of conditions, and this was interfered with while the war lasted, as -Spanish craft feared to sail so far away from fortified ports, lest -some of the fast auxiliary cruisers of Uncle Sam, on the eager lookout -for prizes, gobble them up. - -As they sighted land, Roderic could hardly conceal his impatience. - -Was the Sterling Castle in port? - -That would be a strange coincidence truly, and yet this sanguine lover -had the nerve to believe it might be true. - -Upon some men fortune showers favors so readily that they become -rank optimists, and expect astonishing results from the most scanty -scattering of seed. - -Indeed, chance plays quite a part in their calculations. - -The day was almost at its close when they drew near the islands. - -With the rosy bloom of the setting sun shining upon their green slopes, -the picture was one calculated to strike the eye as remarkably fine. - -Especially would this be the case with an ocean traveler who for some -days had looked upon nothing but a watery waste--the green trees and -grass appeal to his heart. This is always the case after a voyage--land -looks doubly inviting when necessity or desire for a change has taken -us away from friendly shores. - -The night fell before they drew close enough to port to give Roderic -the opportunity of finding out whether the steamer he sought was among -those anchored in the little bay. - -Which was a keen disappointment to him. - -As an ardent lover much allowance can be given so good a fellow. - -Cleo was almost as eager--she felt a warm desire to look upon her -successful rival face to face. There was no mean design in this, no -hope of being able to find fault, or discover that Roderic had made a -wretched choice. - -She realized how furiously in love with the girl from Porto Rico this -cousin of hers was, and since she had been unable to arouse such a -passion within his breast, naturally she experienced a genuine desire -to look upon the lovely being who had awakened the sacred fire in his -bachelor heart. - -Then again, Cleo was honest in her expressed desire to be friendly with -one whom fortune seemed destined to make her cousin. - -Glasses were of little avail, since night's shadows had begun to fall. - -It would not be dark, since a young July moon still held forth after a -fashion, to show them the way into port. - -A peculiar uneasiness had possessed Roderic. - -It dated from the conclusion of the blow. - -Somehow, when looking upon the last most violent efforts of the -miniature hurricane, the thought had occurred to him, what of the -Sterling Castle? - -Was she also exposed to this storm? - -The chances seemed to favor such a conclusion. - -He began to make new inquiries concerning her sea worthiness. - -Was her crew English or Spanish? - -If the latter he had grave doubts. - -Captain Beven was able to give him some information that eased his mind. - -The steamer while mature in years was not an old hulk, by any -means--Beven had himself once served on her as second officer during -a voyage to Singapore, and he had reason to commend her seaworthy -qualities. - -As to her present outfit he believed it was mostly English and Swedes, -though there might be a few Spanish among them. - -The captain was an ancient tar, a dare devil who had seen service all -over the earth, been engaged in South American naval wars, was with -China in her conflict against Japan, and bore the scars of a dozen -wounds. - -Such a man, afraid of nothing on earth, made an ideal blockade runner. - -The bold Yankees would find that they did not quite monopolize all the -valor on earth with their Hobsons and Deweys. - -There were others, of the same strain and speech, whom no danger could -daunt. - -This was Captain Beven's tribute to the commander of the blockade -runner. - -Roderic was not sorry to hear it, since _she_ would be safer in the -charge of such a wonderful seaman. - -He went down to dinner in this state of anxiety, but under the lively -sallies of his cousin soon recovered his usual good spirits. Cleo could -arouse him more quickly than any one else he knew--she seemed to appeal -to some chord in his composition which responded just as the harp -does to the touch of the musician. When they came on deck again after -dinner, the little steam yacht was just entering the harbor. - -Captain Beven, knowing how fond the Portuguese are of ceremony -and display, fired his little cannon in salute as they passed the -picturesque old fort and castle guarding the bay, and after a little -delay, quite excusable with the Portuguese gunners, an answering salvo -came from the frowning battlements that, seen in daylight were probably -not one quarter as dangerous looking as they appeared under the tender -light of the young moon. - -They found an anchorage among other shipping, where they could swing at -anchor. - -At the most only a short stop was intended here. - -They would take on board fresh water, some fruits and vegetables, -together with chickens and eggs. - -During the few hours in the morning while this was being done, Roderic -and his cousin expected to go ashore and see what the place of which -they had frequently heard yet never seen, looked like. - -They could easily give a guess. - -There is a striking similarity among all ports under Spanish and -Portuguese flags. - -The picturesque struggles with disorder--from a little distance the -view is entrancing, but familiarity breeds contempt. - -Especially is this true with the rank odors that usually predominate. - -With twinkling lights on shore, a balmy breeze fanning their cheeks, -and the odor of flowers wafted over the water, it was very romantic -to stand upon the deck of the yacht, anchored in still waters, after -having passed so many days upon the heaving deep. - -Nor was there any lack of sound. - -Men's voices floated over the water, laughter was heard from parties -of pleasure seekers in small boats, and from various quarters came the -sound of music. - -Sweet indeed do the notes of mandolin or guitar sound when mellowed by -the water--there is a peculiar richness and sympathy to the strumming -of the taut strings that cannot be produced under other conditions. - -Besides, the poetry of the thing appeals to what is romantic in the -heart. - -Lovers delight to glide upon the moonlit water. - -No wonder then that Venice with her canals and gondolas should be -classed as a veritable Paradise for such devoted people. - -Roderic smoked his last cigar strong in the hope of replenishing his -stock on the morrow. - -A band situated upon some open plaza discoursed military music, and at -that distance even carping critics found little fault. - -The evening was gliding away. - -It passed with leaden wings to Roderic, whose ardent spirit longed for -the first streak of dawn, in the anticipation of being able to discover -whether or not the vessel that bore Georgia was in the harbor. - -There was something almost unendurable in the suspense, and it required -considerable determination to crush down the spirit that demanded some -immediate action on his part. - -He had been compelled to go back to the comforts of his more plebeian -pipe, nor did its solace fail to soothe his troubled spirit. - -Thus time slipped away. - -Four bells had struck. - -Ere long they would be thinking of seeking their berths, and for one -Roderic confessed that the summons would not come amiss. - -He yawned several times as though he had not yet been able to make up -the sleep lost while they were in the grasp of the storm, when all -hands found it impossible to remain in their bunks. - -Truth to tell he was thinking that sleep would bridge over the time -until dawn, and cause him to forget his anxieties. - -The lights still glimmered, nor had the sounds of music and revelry -abated one particle. - -Night to the average Spanish mind means a period for chasing dull care -away in music, the dance and carousal. - -While Roderic sat thus, his thoughts flitting from one subject to -another, since no one had spoken for quite some time, a figure -approached which he recognized upon glancing up as belonging to Captain -Beven. - -As the mariner stooped over him he electrified Owen with the few words -he softly uttered. - -"Sir, I have reason to believe the steamer Sterling Castle lies at -anchor just off our port quarter!" - - - - -CHAPTER XI. - -THE LADY ON THE QUARTER DECK. - - -The news which Captain Beven communicated almost in a whisper to -Roderic had as startling an effect upon that gentleman as though the -guns of the battery that frowned upon their anchorage had suddenly and -without the least warning opened full upon their jaunty craft. - -He sprang to his feet as though urged by a shock from a concealed -galvanic battery. - -Instantly he remembered that Cleo had been close by a short time -before, and his first act was to turn his head and look for her. - -The ladies had however quietly withdrawn, doubtless finding Roderic -very unsociable, and leaving him to the solace of his old pipe. - -Which was a very sensible thing for them to do, considering his -rudeness, he concluded. - -At any rate it left the coast clear, and all minor things had to give -way when this major passion that filled his heart, was concerned. - -"That is what I have been waiting to hear, Captain. Show me the boat -you mean?" he said, as quietly as the bounding of blood through his -veins would allow. - -"Step this way, sir." - -Captain Beven knew _why_ Roderic was so deeply interested in the -Sterling Castle, and as a man who had a family at home in some quiet -little English cathedral town he could respect these feelings of the -ardent lover. - -All the world feels an interest in the course of true love, and every -decent man stands ready to lend a hand if by so doing he may assist in -the anticipated happy outcome. - -In another minute they were leaning over the port quarter. - -"Yonder she lies, riding at anchor. The light is very dim, for the moon -you see sir, is just about going down, and presently we will be in the -dark," said the man of navigation. - -Roderic glued his eyes on the indistinct form of what appeared to be a -steamer, but beyond this fact he was unable to hazard a guess. - -"I see her plainly enough, but what makes you imagine or believe she -may be the vessel I am so anxious about?" he asked. - -Captain Beven was not at all offended. - -He knew Roderic had no idea of questioning his ability to determine -such matters, but was only curious to hear the clinching of the -argument by such means as he might advance. - -Hence, he made answer in the way Roderic most desired, laying down the -logic of events in quick succession. - -Beven, if he had any peculiarity, was rather inclined to speaking -rapidly, and without any useless flow of language. - -Like Grant and other great men of like calibre, of whom history is -full, he believed in getting at the kernel of matters in the least -possible stretch of time. - -"Something familiar about her appearance, even seen under such -disadvantages. Never forget the cut of a boat on which I have -sailed. Then I heard her bell sound--do you know, there are bells -and bells--some have a peculiar ring that you would recognize if you -heard it on a camel in Egypt. The Sterling Castle had such a bell--I -never heard one just like it until a short bit ago when it sounded -four strokes. I tell you sir, it made me jump and rub my eyes, half -believing I was officer of the deck again on board the stanch old -Sterling Castle. And last but not least, there came a man from the -shore rowing past and heading for some German ship over yonder. I -hailed him, and as he came alongside asked him the question. As near as -I could make out he said he believed she was called the Sherwin Castle, -and had just arrived two hours before sundown. That settled it, sir." - -"I should think it did, captain. And so that is the boat. So near and -yet so far. It is very aggravating, captain." - -"Very, sir," solemnly. - -"I have half a notion--" reflectively. - -"Thought you'd say that, sir," rubbing his hands gleefully, as though -anticipating something. - -"To make a little run across to her." - -"Yes, sir, with what object in view?" - -"Oh! merely to ease my mind with respect to her identity, you might -say," carelessly. - -"Of course--quite natural--young blood--always impetuous," commented -the Benedict. - -"And incidentally to see whether I could find some golden opportunity -to have a few words with one who is a passenger on board." - -"Ah! yes." - -The captain placed one finger alongside his nose. - -It was a habit he had when engaged in serious consideration, and -Roderic, who had studied the old sea dog to advantage, felt sure there -would be some result to this incubation. - -Nor was he wrong in his surmise. - -"Well, it could be done, sir," he said. - -"I knew I could trust you to help me out, Heaven bless you, old chap," -said Owen, at once diving for the captain's hand and wringing it with -impetuous ardor quite unlike his usual self possessed manner; but Cupid -has wrought more marvelous changes than this in men. - -"It would not do to go prowling around the craft at this hour of the -night--we might be suspected of being Yankee spies and fired upon." - -"That is true," assented Owen, knowing full well the captain would not -stop there. - -"Now, I know Captain Shackelford well, and it wouldn't be strange for -me to run over to shake hands with the old war dog. Besides, a sailor -has respect for another man's affection regarding a craft he has made -several voyages on, and he'd understand why I want to tread the deck of -the Castle once again. It revives recollections, you know, and throws a -man back years." - -"Just so," commented Roderic, encouragingly. - -"Well, so far, good. Now, if so be you could change your looks a little -bit----" - -Roderic laughed exultantly. - -"I might row you over and go aboard." - -"Consider it done, Captain, and many thanks to you." - -"Don't forget they owe you no good will." - -"And would be only too glad to hang me up to the yardarm if discovered. -Don't worry, my dear fellow. It has been my business to hide my -identity from all sorts of inquisitive people. This comes right in my -line. When will you go?" - -"I can be ready in five minutes, sir, but----" - -"In five minutes I shall be here." - -Then he vanished. - -The captain chuckled so hard he shook like a pyramid of calves foot -jelly. - -"A boy after my own heart, God bless him, and all them that loves the -ladies, are my sentiments. My little woman at home came without any -such hardships, but I honors them as think no danger too great, no -price too dear, when true affection calls. Only I _am_ surprised at his -not falling in love with Miss Fairfax, for unless my old eyes deceive -me she worships the ground he walks on. Well, this is a queer world -anyhow, and remarkable things happen in it," with which sage remark the -old sailor hurried away to fix up a little for his late visit on board -the neighboring craft. - -When he returned to the spot the five minutes had expired. - -Roderic awaited him. - -The captain would never have suspected his identity only that he spoke. - -In that brief space of time Roderic had completely altered his -appearance--instead of a gentleman, well dressed and desirous of only -killing time, he had the look of an ordinary everyday sailor. - -Even his face was altered--Captain Beven never could tell how it was -done, and marveled greatly at the tricks of the trade--but in the semi -darkness it did not look at all like Owen who addressed him laughingly -asking if he would do. - -"Most excellently. By the way I believe in being prepared for -emergencies, even while not in the least expecting a display of force," -significantly. - -"Oh, that's all right," returned Owen, touching his pocket in a -convincing manner. - -The captain laughed. - -"Very good. Now, I'll take a couple of men with us to do the rowing. -They shall remain in the boat while we go aboard. You can act like my -boatswain, if you choose. I know the men to select, smart fellows who -will understand what we're up to, and I'll guarantee they'll not give -the game away. Wait a minute." - -The preliminaries were quickly adjusted. - -A boat being lowered they dropped in. - -The two men knew who their stranger sailor companion was, the captain -having given them a few pointers, deeming it the part of wisdom that -they should not be kept in ignorance, and as Roderic had quickly made -firm friends of all the yacht's crew, by his cheery and hearty ways, -they were genuinely interested in the successful outcome of his venture. - -Poor the sailor who has not sweetheart or wife in port--indeed, they -have been often accused, doubtless falsely, of a predilection for -having a girl in every port. - -The silvery crescent moon just hung trembling above the horizon, -preparatory to taking the plunge that would hide her from view until -another night rolled around. - -Roderic was duly impressed with the witchery of his surroundings, nor -did the romantic nature of his own errand fail to stamp itself upon his -mind. - -Thus they quitted the side of the yacht and headed directly for the -steamer whose vague outlines could just be dimly seen through the haze -and darkness. - -Hardly had they proceeded five boatlengths than Captain Beven who sat -beside him in the stern-sheets, turning his head to take a last loving -glance at his own little craft, uttered an exclamation. - -This of course caused Roderic to follow suit. - -He saw instantly what had caught the old sailor's eye. - -A woman's white duck dress stirred by the night breeze drew his -attention to the quarter deck. - -It was Cleo, who had come on deck again, possibly to discover whether -he had aroused from his state of dreamy forgetfulness. - -Did she know where they were going--was she aware of his presence in -the boat? - -Impossible. - -He might have called out, but that would hardly have been politic--she -should hear the results of the adventure when they returned. - -His attention was now entirely occupied with the craft which their -boat, urged on by the strokes of the two men, was rapidly approaching. - -As she loomed out of the water, even Roderic could see she was fairly -well laden. - -He could imagine the cargo would be one that might prove of great value -to the forces of General Blanco, could it be landed at Havana in spite -of the Yankee fleet lying off that city. - -When they came close up Roderic saw the British flag floating from the -stern. - -Then his eyes sought the smoke stack, and as near as he could judge -in the uncertain light it appeared to answer the description he had -received of the Sterling Castle--the funnel was dark below and light -above, probably buff, with the trade-mark of its line in relief. - -It mattered little, since Captain Beven was about to settle this matter -once and for all. - -Their approach had been noisy enough to attract attention, and as they -came up, a deep voice hailed them. - -It was a decidedly English voice, and the salutation lacked the -extreme courtesy that might have been expected had the vessel floated -the colors of Spain, France or Italy. - -"Hello! the boat--what d'ye want?" - -That was to the point, at least. - -Captain Beven made immediate answer to the effect that it was his -desire to come aboard and pay his respects to his old friend the -skipper, upon hearing which the man who had hailed from the deck sang -out his readiness to receive them. - -It may be readily understood that Roderic found himself alongside the -blockade runner with singular emotions stirring within his mind. - -The remarkable had happened again, for it was quite out of the common -that the two vessels thus came together in the Azores. - -She was aboard this craft, the girl for whom his soul yearned. - -Perhaps he would even see her ere the lapse of many minutes. - -What bliss in the very thought--how could he help it if his traitor -heart bounded tumultuously within its narrow confines? - -Still, he could not count upon it, since "there is many a slip twixt -cup and lip." - -Perhaps she may have already retired for the night, since the hour was -wearing late. - -This hardly struck him as possible, for after the storm, and the -necessity of being confined to the cabin, doubtless the senorita would -be only too glad to pass hours on deck, especially when the night was -so warm below. - -Other things might also influence her. - -The sounds coming over the water, how vividly they must remind her -of dear San Juan, and after an enforced exile from her native city -it would be a pleasure to once more sit and drink in the music and -laughter and song that can always be heard in a Spanish or Portuguese -town after the heat of day has given place to the cool of evening. - -Captain Beven clambered aboard and as though he had already received -his orders to do likewise, Roderic followed suit. - -A number of English sailors stood around as if in curiosity. - -The captain had followed the second officer in the direction of the -cabin, and Roderic moved in the same quarter, as though possessed of -some curiosity regarding the vessel upon which his feet now pressed for -the first time. - -By degrees he thus shook off the inquisitive sailormen who had first -kept an eye on him. - -All the while he was getting closer to the quarter deck, knowing that -here if anywhere, he would be apt to find the object of his search. - -Beven had arranged for at least an hour's stay on board, so there would -be plenty of time to accomplish what he wished. - -When he heard the voice of Georgia near by it sent a thrill through his -heart. - -She was here within a dozen yards of him, this beautiful maid of San -Juan whose presence affected him so strangely, and under whose potent -spell his heart delighted to remain a prisoner, rescue or no rescue. - -How was he to find an opportunity to address her with others near by? - -That must depend upon the good fortune that awaits upon Cupid's -devotees--and Captain Beven, who might be trusted to put in a few good -strokes in order to favor his protege. - -As Roderic slipped closer up to the little ladder that led to the -quarter deck he could plainly discover that besides General Porfidio -there were two gentlemen present on the ground, and these he presently -made out to be the redoubtable Jerome Wellington and a Spanish agent, -possibly the same Senor Roblado, who had shown such a valiant spirit at -the bungalow on the Rathmines road, Dublin. - -Roderic was so eager to approach the girl that he could with a clear -conscience have tossed both of these loquacious worthies overboard into -the waters of the harbor, had he been allowed the chance, and could -this bold move have secured the desired private interview. - -He knew it would not--that he must possess his soul in patience and -await the logic of events. - -Don Porfidio was holding forth upon some favorite topic, and his gruff -voice sounded like the distant boom of breakers on a lee shore. - -Roderic bore no animosity toward the veteran--indeed, he had rather -grown fond of him in times past, and the fact that he was of kin to -Georgia added something to this feeling. - -At the same time he wished the big senor anywhere else than here just -at present. - -There is such a thing as being in the way--at times even three can make -a crowd. - -You see, Roderic was no different from the same old general run -of lovers--every man must be a law unto himself when he finds -circumstances surrounding him with a network of this kind. - -He bided his time and counted the minutes as though they were -freighted with lead, hoping that the gentlemen might suddenly be -assailed by a most amazing thirst that would demand their presence -below decks. - -Such a thing was apt to happen at any time where Don Porfidio was -concerned, as Roderic knew full well from previous experience. - -Ah! some one approached. - -With his heart beating like a trip hammer from mingled eagerness and -anticipation, he slunk back out of sight and waited, hoping that this -might be the earnestly hoped for deliverance. - -It was. - -Captain Beven had done his part well. - -The second officer of the blockade runner appeared on the quarter deck -with his usual bluff announcement. - -"Gentlemen all, the captain has a visitor who desires to make your -acquaintance in the cabin. He has brought over a basket of champagne -with which to drink in memory of old days when he trod this deck in -the duties that I now perform. Gentlemen all, will you be pleased to -accompany me?" - -Would they--Roderic could not but chuckle at the eager haste with -which they bounded from their chairs, and apologizing to the lady for -this necessity that tore them from her charming company, came down the -ladder one after the other, to solemnly march toward the cabin. - -The game had worked. - -Roderic now had the coast clear and it would be his own fault if he -failed to improve the golden opportunity a happy fortune had placed -before him. - - - - -CHAPTER XII. - -THE MAN WHO MADE SIGNS. - - -It was no time for delay. - -Enough precious minutes had been already wasted while he listened to -the remarks of the trio upon the upper deck. - -Georgia had made some laughing remark at the haste shown in their -departure--she knew the weakness of Don Porfidio, and rallied them -on their readiness to seek the confines of the stuffy cabin because -forsooth a gentleman had come on board with a basket of champagne. - -Perhaps, woman like, she was a little piqued because they beat such a -hasty retreat. - -Well, there was one ascending the ladder at this very moment whom a -thousand baskets, each loaded to the brim with the finest of Mumms' -Extra Dry could not tempt from the locality which she graced with her -charming presence. - -Roderic mounted eagerly. - -Yes, the coast was clear. - -The young girl sat quite alone, apparently lost in deep thought. - -Around her were several steamer chairs, just as the gallant trio had -left them when they made their hasty escape. - -Roderic's eyes were glued on the girl. - -She had one hand up to her head--her rounded cheek was poised upon the -forefinger, and in the ravished eyes of this enthusiastic adorer she -made the most charming spectacle on earth. - -He drew near, endeavoring to calm the tumultuous throbbing of his heart. - -Heaven was kind to allow him such an opportunity, so much more than he -had expected or even hoped for in his wildest fancies. - -Now he stood behind her--not more than three feet separated them. - -It was a moment of intense suspense, since Roderic hardly knew how he -should make his presence known without alarming the girl, and besides, -wished to become entirely calm ere trusting himself to speak. - -She evidently heard the slight movement he made--at least she seemed -to be aware of his presence, for while she did not move she presently -spoke. - -"Well, you have returned?" - -No answer. - -"I said you had evidently come back, sir." - -"Yes," replied Roderic, weakly. - -"I don't understand why you should," she said, a little scornfully. - -Roderic hardly knew himself, save that somehow for the life of him he -could not help it--there was an attraction in her presence that it was -utterly useless to resist. - -"Nor I," he muttered in reply. - -"Indeed, that is singular. I am sure I can spare your presence when -there is a far greater attraction in the captain's chart room. Pray, do -not deprive yourself of such enchanting society because I shall be left -alone. I have quite consoling company in my thoughts of those far away. -Leave me, therefore, I beg." - -Then it dawned upon the benighted man that this little witch had -been addressing him under the positive belief that it was one of the -gentlemen who had made such a mad bolt for the cabin. - -Her words too gave him a delicious satisfaction--could she refer to him -especially when she thus spoke of those to whom her mind wandered with -pleasure--those who were supposed to be separated by many leagues of -water? - -At any rate he hugged the sweet delusion to his heart--these lovers are -voraciously selfish. - -"Why don't you say something--have you lost your tongue, _amigo_?" she -demanded. - -He still hesitated, and overcome by the temptation of her dear presence -put out a trembling hand and touched her raven hair. - -At this the girl suddenly roused herself and as she turned her head -quickly Roderic found himself looking into those wonderful orbs that -long ago had so riddled his wretched heart that it might have done duty -as a housewife's sieve. - -They were filled with astonishment at first, then indignation and -gathering anger, for this girl of the South had a temper. - -"How _dare_ you touch me?" - -Roderic made a mute appeal, this time with both hands--while she was -talking with gathering emphasis, and really allowing him no opportunity -to open with an explanation, he was thus going through a series of -remarkable gesticulations that would have certainly amused an outside -spectator could he have seen them. - -Even Georgia became conscious that the strange sailor man was -endeavoring to prove his devotion--he clasped his hands and wrung them, -he held out his arms, entreatingly, he pressed one hand over his heart -as he sank on his knee, holding the other as might a princely beggar -soliciting alms. - -All of which at length aroused her feminine curiosity, and she ceased -scolding him for his apparent impudence, to demand wonderingly: - -"Are you mute--have you lost your tongue--why don't you answer and tell -me who are you and what in the name of the Virgin do you mean by such -operatic gestures?" - -His chance had come at last. - -"I want--_you_!" he managed to say, nor was he able to recognize his -own voice. - -"Indeed, you are modesty personified; but I must tell you, Master -Impudence, that you cannot have _me_, and that unless you return -instantly to the quarter where you belong I shall signal to the cabin -and summon assistance. Instantly, do you understand, sirrah?" and she -emphasized the command with an imperious little stamp of her foot upon -the deck, that would have done credit, Roderic thought, to a queen. - -"Yes, I understand," he said, his voice growing bolder as he began to -use it. - -"Then why do you not obey me?" she asked, as if surprised at the -density of his intellect. - -"Because I am bound in chains--because I live only in your -presence--because it would require more resolution than I possess to -voluntarily quit your presence," he declared, warmly. - -Roderic was himself again, evidently--at least he had whipped his -demoralized faculties into line and found his tongue, so that he might -give expression to what was in his heart. - -The effect upon the young woman was plainly perceptible--she seemed -overwhelmed either by the warmth of the sentiments he expressed or some -familiar tone in his ardent voice, possibly both. - -At any rate she no longer threatened to summon assistance from the -cabin of the steamer. - -On the contrary she advanced a step nearer the supposed sailor, and -slowly, wonderingly stretched out an eager hand toward his arm, her -eyes all the while fastened upon his dimly seen face as though she -would there discover his secret. - -"Who--who are you--what right have you to express such sentiments -toward me?" she asked, in a trembling voice. - -Roderic had now grown quite bold. - -"By the right you gave me--by the love that has sent me aboard this -hostile craft just to get one glimpse of your sweet face, to hear your -dearly loved voice, perhaps if Heaven were very very kind, to even -touch your hand reverently with mine. Do you longer question my right?" - -"Sancta Maria! it is he, my Roderic!" - -She held out both hands eagerly and he crushed them within his own. - -What would he not have given for the privilege of taking her wholly -within the shelter of his arms, and pressing her to his loving heart. - -But such action might be seen--they were in a position where their -figures would be outlined in silhouette against the sky, should any of -those upon the lower deck chance to look that way. - -Hence, the lover was forced to be content to press the two hands thus -confided to his trust, though he did manage to bend his head and press -a burning kiss upon each in turn. - -"What wonderful mystery is this--why are you here in this deep -disguise? They told me the Azores were islands of enchantment and -surely I am beginning to believe it," she said, her voice thrilling -with excitement. - -"It is very simple, and I shall quickly explain. But, dearest senorita, -do not forget that I am in the enemy's stronghold. If caught death -might be the price of my daring." - -Then he proceeded to elucidate. - -It was very natural, after all. - -She blushed and thrilled with pleasure to know that she still held this -man's heart in the hollow of her hand--that he had dared all in the mad -desire to once again see her face to face. - -That was a keen satisfaction to one who loved with every fibre of her -being. - -Besides, there was a strong touch of the romantic in his strange -appearance, that was not without its effect upon Georgia--native of -Porto Rico, with some of Spain's most aristocratic blood in her veins, -it was not at all singular that such a deed, savoring of the days of -chivalry when Knights sought peril for the sake of Love, should appeal -irresistibly to her heart. - -She had cherished the memory of how he rushed into danger in Dublin, -impelled by this same magical motive power, and the thought of his -daring had been very sweet to her when seated alone upon the deck of -the steamer watching the rolling billows, or resting in her bijou berth -below. - -No longer could she doubt the ardor of his love, when he showed such a -willingness to risk life in order to prove it. - -So Roderic related the little run of adventure that had befallen him -since last they parted in the dark at the time he emerged from the -cellar of the queer bungalow dwelling. - -It was not much, but as she had experienced the same storm there was at -least a bond of sympathy between them. - -All the while she maintained a nervous watch in the direction of the -steep stair leading up from the lower deck. - -He knew why she exhibited this zeal, and felt flattered. - -It puffs a man up to realize that he is an indispensable condition to -one woman on earth--that she is deeply concerned about his well being; -and when Roderic knew the peril hanging over him caused Georgia such -constant uneasiness he gloried in the fact, simply because it spoke -eloquently of her abiding affection. - -"I fancy Captain Beven will keep the gallant gentlemen enjoying -themselves for some little time yet. He is a capital hand at a yarn, -and with a box of prime Havanas which he says he secured from a trader -who came out to our boat, to back up the basket of champagne Cleo sent -aboard, I imagine he will hold them spellbound until the last cork is -popped and the balance of the weeds sacrificed to the god, Moloch." - -He knew from the uneasy movement of the girl that he had said something -to arouse a new train of thought in her mind. - -"Cleo--she is on yonder boat which I can see through the darkness--your -cousin Cleo. And after having passed days in her society, how do you -find your heart, Senor Roderic--has she still failed to creep in?" she -asked, with a peculiar quivering spasm of pain in her voice. - -"My God, Georgia, how can I make you believe I love, can love no woman -on earth while you live? Is not my presence here at this moment proof -sufficient? You fill my heart to absolute completion, so there in no -room for another. Will you believe that I live and breathe and have my -very being centered on _you_, heart of my heart and soul of my soul?" - -These words, spoken in a low but tense tone, seemed to persuade -her--the magnetism of his presence, the beloved tones of his voice, the -very fervor of his impassioned gaze all served to convince the senorita -that this man whose love had once been sufficient to kindle the fires -of jealousy in his breast, was incapable of deception. - -"I _do_ believe--yes, I trust all my hopes of future happiness in your -hands, for oh! Roderic if your love ever fails me, if it fades away -like a dream, I shall surely die," she made response. - -Of course he felt it his privilege and duty to swear by everything -he held sacred, by the graves of his ancestors, after the Japanese -fashion, that so long as earth held them both, he could neither change -nor his passion grow cold. - -And she believed him from that hour; implicit confidence dwelt within -her trusting heart, and if this man ever did aught to destroy the faith -she placed in his affection let him be accused from that day. - -This was what Roderic was telling himself as he stood there holding her -hand, the magnetic spark flowing from soul to soul. - -He was ordinarily quite a matter of fact man, but even the most prosaic -can be counted on to give way to unheard of romantic tendencies under -the spur of such conditions. - -Time flies with extraordinary swiftness when the moments are freighted -with ecstatic bliss. - -Roderic endeavored to keep his wits about him even while exchanging -these sentiments with the girl of his heart. - -He knew he had enemies near--he had not forgotten the bitterness with -which Jerome hated him and the ardor with which the Spanish plotters -would have sacrificed him when he was held a prisoner in the Dublin -villa. - -It would be a decidedly unpleasant episode in his checkered career -should they capture him on board the Sterling Castle--he was a marked -man in the minds of those whose sympathies were enlisted for Spain, and -they could imagine nothing finer than an opportunity to lay him by the -heels. - -Georgia too was on the watch for danger, since any injury to her lover -must cause suffering in her own devoted heart. - -She imagined the three brave gentlemen when they returned after -finishing the wine and cigars would come as they went, in a bunch. - -If this were the case she would receive ample warning of their -approach--when the voice of the siren was heard rumbling afar it would -be time for Roderic to say good bye, and to get down from that quarter -deck with all due alacrity. - -A chance was given them to speak of the future in the land where fate -was taking them as fast as steam could drive, and Roderic improved the -opportunity to arrange it so that he might be sure of meeting Georgia -should fortune allow him to enter San Juan ere it was surrendered to -General Miles or those under him. - -It looked rosy enough just then while her loved presence beamed upon -him--perhaps later on, with lowering clouds of misfortune shrouding his -future, Roderic might have cause for doubts and fears that it would -require all his personal valor to scatter. - -The warning she counted on failed them, for Don Porfidio knew better -than most men when he had discovered a good thing, and could not be -prevailed upon to leave it short of an earthquake or a simoon. - -Thus it chanced that Jerome returned alone, returned smoking a prime -weed, and possibly filled with the thought of a quiet little flirtation -with the general's charming niece, whose cold treatment of his Beau -Brummel advances had rather piqued his spirit of romantic interest, -and aroused his manly desire for conquest--returned so quietly that -his approach was quite unobserved by the two lovers among the steamer -chairs on the quarter deck until his head and shoulders loomed dimly -into view above the top of the short ladder. - - - - -CHAPTER XIII. - -ADONIS ON A NEW TACK. - - -Ordinarily it took considerable to surprise Jerome Wellington--he -had such good control over his nervous system that he could take in -a philosophical manner much that might have rattled a less collected -customer. - -In plainer words he had studied the art of appearing cool under all -conditions. - -As an adventurer with an enviable record for successful achievements -behind him he had many times found this accomplishment very useful in -carrying out the bold designs necessary to the fulfillment of his game. - -For once at least Jerome was obliged to confess to weakening--for once -his confidence appeared to have overshot its mark, and he even doubted -the positive evidence of his senses. - -He could have sworn that, as his head arose above the level of the -quarter deck he positively saw a common fellow in the dress of a -sailor, standing very very close to the beautiful niece of General -Porfidio--more than this, that he actually had the audacity to raise -her hand to his lips and kiss it--Jerome knew full well what a kiss was -like, and could not be deceived in the sound of one, even when simply -pressed upon a lady's hand. - -Indignation filled his noble breast. - -Since Don Porfidio, gallant son of Porto Rico, was absent from his -post of duty, the pleasant task of defending his ward must fall to -others. - -Undoubtedly this fellow must have used some ignoble means of gaining -the mastery over the young and innocent girl's mind--Jerome had -exhausted his own matchless resources for the last few days in the -endeavor to arouse a responsive feeling in her heart, and possibly felt -considerably piqued just now to discover that what he had failed to -accomplish this son of Neptune had apparently brought about with ease. - -Of course he possessed some wonderful power that aided him in this -revolutionary work--Jerome had read and heard considerable on the -subject of personal magnetism, of hypnotism, the astonishing control -one mind may have over another that nature has so constructed as to -make it subject or tributary to the first. - -What was needed, therefore, was the sudden introduction of a third -resolute body in order to break the magic spell. - -Jerome would be this public benefactor--he was always ready to -sacrifice his own comfort in order to restore natural harmony. - -Having thus quickly decided that it was not only his privilege but a -duty as well, to step between this necromancer and his intended victim, -Jerome set the ball rolling by continuing his upward movement. - -By this time his presence seemed to have become known to those in whose -mutual affairs he was taking such a remarkable interest. - -Strangely enough it was the girl who first detected the fire of his -cigar appearing above the line marking the quarter deck--the girl who -uttered a choking little Spanish exclamation of mingled alarm and -consternation--the girl who even sprang back a step as though to make -it appear that she and the sailor were but engaged in an ordinary -conversation. - -All of which was noted by the newcomer with no little surprise. - -It did not alter his determination to inject his personality into the -game. - -As has been said before Jerome was not a coward, whatever else he may -have been. - -True, it did not require the dashing soldierly qualities of a -D'Artagnan to advance upon a solitary sailorman who had broken the -rules of the ship and pushed his inferior person upon the deck space -reserved for superior beings. - -Jerome solemnly walked toward the fellow. - -He noticed that the chap had not stirred an inch all this while, but -seemed to be awaiting his masterly approach. - -Had the tables been turned, and he been made the subject of the girl's -mesmeric power he could not have stood there more rigid. - -Perhaps he meant to exercise his hypnotic powers upon the new arrival. - -Unconsciously Jerome braced himself against such a dreadful influence. - -Again, it might be fear that paralyzed the fellow--surely, the -spectacle of Jerome striding angrily forward was enough to strike alarm -at the heart of the most valiant--so the said Jerome himself thought. - -Such a thing as even the glimmer of the truth had not as yet even -dawned upon his benighted mind--how was it possible, when he believed -Roderic to be a thousand miles away? - -The situation was exceedingly dramatic when these two men faced each -other, with Georgia hovering near by, ready to invoke the god of peace -if matters grew too stormy, although her last effort in that line, when -Don Porfidio and Roderic crossed swords in the bungalow had not been -much of a success. - -"Well, sir, what do you mean by breaking the rules and thrusting your -unwelcome company upon the quarter deck? If Captain Shackelford was -made aware of this he would use the cat over your stupid shoulders, do -you hear?" - -The sailorman answered not. - -This increased the other's kindling passion, for he foolishly believed -his ferocious appearance had awed the man, and that possibly he could -not reply because his teeth were rattling together like Spanish -castanets. - -He raised his voice higher. - -"Don't imagine I didn't see what was going on. I understand the power -you have exercised over this young lady--the miserable hypnotic -influence you have exerted to control her actions. - -"And let me tell you, fellow, that power ends from this moment. Acting -in the place of her natural guardian, who is unavoidably detained below -just at present--serving in his stead I, Jerome Wellington snap the -chain you have dared to throw about her sacred person. She is free from -this hour, free from your miserable, devilish power. And as for you, -fellow----" - -He stopped as though not yet quite certain as to the extreme course -of punishment that by rights should be meted out for such a condign -offense. - -"Well?" muttered the other, anxious of course to have the agony over -with and the worst known. - -"I am inclined to amuse myself in kicking you off the -quarterdeck--perhaps it may have the effect of also scattering some of -your wonderful magnetic charms, since I have heard that the hypnotic -power is shattered by a shock to the seat of the nervous system." - -These were brave words, truly, but if the man who gave utterance to -them expected the other to show any symptom of fear, he certainly -counted without his host. - -Perhaps he imagined the alarmed sailor would put up a plea for mercy, -would even drop on his knees in suing for pardon. - -Such a melo-dramatic action would be a rare spectacle for the gods--in -order to appear the more heroic in the sight of this fair girl Jerome -might even have magnanimously declined to carry on warfare when the -enemy sued for peace--he was a man who never neglected an opportunity -to pose as a magnificent figure before feminine eyes. - -Contrary to his expectation, however, the affair did not take on this -guise. - -Instead of showing the white feather the enemy at once hoisted signals -of defiance. - -He began to coolly and deliberately roll back the sleeves of his -flannel shirt. - -The act was intended for supreme scorn--it meant that he snapped his -fingers contemptuously in the face of the Adonis--it meant that he -prepared himself in nautical language, to "resist boarders." - -There was trouble in prospect. - -Jerome had gone too far to back down--he must either put his words into -execution or give evidence of cowardice. - -The girl, seeing how matters stood, now endeavored to prevent a rupture. - -"Senor, this is a friend of mine, one I have known a long time. If I -choose to receive him on the quarterdeck that is surely an affair to -be settled with my uncle and the captain. I will relieve you of any -anxiety and responsibility, senor," she said, with pointed emphasis. - -"Pardon, senorita, but it has already gone too deep to be dropped. -There is an issue between this a--humble friend of yours and myself, -which can only be settled by an appeal to arms, not to Caesar. -Therefore, my fine fellow, look you out, for I intend to toss you -down where you belong, since you have positively refused to go there -voluntarily when I gave you the chance." - -He took a step toward Roderic, who calmly awaited for hostilities to -begin. - -There was good reason too why the latter should have become nervous -over the matter. - -It was at this juncture that several violent sneezes were heard -ringing over the vessel, and in this signal Roderic recognized a part -of Captain Beven's design to warn him that he should only be able -to detain the gentlemen a few minutes longer, so that it might be -essential for the lover to make his farewells without further loss of -time, if so be he had been fortunate enough to find an opportunity to -see his charmer. - -Roderic however, was hardly in a position to carry out this programme. - -Jerome showed fight, and it was really too much to expect a man of -Roderic's character to withdraw in ignominious fashion under the very -eyes he adored. - -Plainly he was in for a miserable struggle. - -He deplored this on several accounts, since it might jeopardise his -mission, and moreover place him in a poor light before Georgia, for -what man desires to engage in an ordinary brawl in the presence of the -being he adores. - -There are times however when "needs must when the devil drives," so -that it was not a question of choice but necessity with Roderic. - -About this time the first faint suspicion broke in upon Jerome's mind -to the effect that things might be other than they seemed. - -He had no opportunity to gather up the fragments and link them together -in a chain that might reveal the entire truth--some invisible power -flashed a little thought into his brain--it may have been the attitude -assumed by the sailor as though awaiting his attack, for there was that -about it suggesting the trained athlete and not an ordinary Jack Tar, -clumsy with his fists. - -At any rate what did Jerome do as he came close up but bend his head -forward and fix his steadfast gaze upon the other's face. - -Roderic had deemed his disguise secure, and so it was under all -ordinary pressure. - -It had resisted curious glances from the crew of the blockade runner, -and even Love's eyes had failed to penetrate beneath the surface. - -There is no sight one half so keen as that of burning Hate, which seems -capable of piercing all obstacles set in the way. - -So it came home to Jerome with the rapidity of the lightning's flash, -with whom he had to deal. - -No wonder the man's attitude seemed familiar--no wonder he dared defy -attack--no wonder the lovely Porto Rican belle called him her _friend_! - -And the sudden knowledge galled Jerome. - -Under it he waxed wroth. - -Baffled in his endeavor to secure Miss Fairfax and her millions -because forsooth she chose to fall in love with this traveling agent, -he was now to be beaten in his other little game of occupying Georgia's -heart because Roderic had centered his affection there. - -Ye gods, it was enough to anger the coolest and most diplomatic of men, -and Jerome could not be blamed for letting passion run away with his -better judgment. - -"So, it's _you_?" he grunted, sneeringly. - -Roderic knew his identity was no longer a secret, and that he might as -well throw off the mask he had assumed. - -All he desired now was to so conduct himself in _her_ presence that she -might find no occasion for reproach. - -"Yes, it's no other, Wellington. How is your health these days?" he -said, carelessly, hoping the other might cool down and thus avoid -friction, for if given his own way Roderic would have wished to leave -the steamer peaceably, though ready to do his share in any action that -might be unwisely precipitated by a hot headed antagonist. - -"Better than yours will be presently," was the stinging reply from -Jerome, who accompanied his words with a grin as though in anticipation -he could already see the object of his dislike receiving punishment at -the hands of stern old Captain Shackelford, whose greatest _bete noire_ -was a traitor or a spy. - -"What may that remark mean?" asked Roderic. - -"That you shall be denounced as a spy--that you have crept aboard -this vessel under false colors to learn her cargo and destination -in order that she could be seized by your accursed cruisers on the -blockade--that you have spent these days to advantage in prying out -these secrets and should therefore suffer the usual fate of any common -low spy." - -Roderic still preserved his temper--perhaps the occasion would -presently come when he could repay these insults with interest--it -might be even closer than Jerome suspected, but for the present his -policy was to keep the peace just so long as it could be done with -honor. - -"You seem to imagine I have been on board during the whole voyage?" he -remarked. - -"How could it be otherwise?" demanded Jerome, looking for some secret -trap. - -"Because as you happen to know, I was left behind in Dublin when the -Sterling Castle left the harbor at Kingstown--because I have come on -board to-night with Captain Beven, who so royally entertained you in -the cabin just now, at the expense of myself and my Cousin Cleo, the -owner of the steam yacht Beven commands. As to my motive in boarding -your boat, I am not ashamed to admit it to you, sir--it was to see and -converse with this lady, who holds the first place in my heart, and -whom God willing, I expect some day to claim as my wife. That is all, -sir." - -It should have been enough. - -Had Jerome been as sensible in this game as he had proven himself -in various others he must have realized that this determined act of -Roderic took him once and for all out of the chase for the Fairfax -millions and virtually left the field to him. - -But something had occurred to make a change in the schemer's plan of -campaign--he was not as hot after those millions just now as he had -been in the past. - -Truth to tell a face had bewitched him and even the elegant Don Juan -found his Waterloo in the daughter of Porto Rico--yes, he had to admit -the stinging fact that after playing at love all these years he was now -actually smitten. - -"You are mistaken, Owen, that is not all. I have serious doubts -concerning the truth of your story--I rather imagine you are bent on -killing two birds with one stone, and intended learning all about this -boat--that your seeking an audience with the senorita"--bowing in her -direction--"was but an afterthought. However, it does not matter. I -have an unpleasant duty to perform." - -"Indeed! What might that be?" - -"Arresting you, and taking you before the captain charged with being a -spy." - -"You wouldn't try that, Wellington?" - -"Oh! I wouldn't--perhaps you doubt my ability?" - -"I simply warn you against it. I should hate to offer violence in the -presence of a lady--" - -"Don't mind me, Senor Roderic--you have my permission to defend -yourself even if by so doing you are compelled to spoil the gentleman -beau's classic features!" cried the little senorita, ready to display -her colors. - -"That settles it--will you come with me peaceably or forcibly?" -demanded the enraged Jerome, stretching out a powerful arm. - -"Neither, thanks," replied Roderic, stepping back. - -"Then here's at you for keeps," and Wellington plunged forward with -impetuous zeal. - -Senorita Georgia had great faith in the individual prowess of her -betrothed, whom she had seen come out victor in other affairs, yet -Jerome was no stripling, and besides, assistance for him might arrive -at any moment--so she stood behind the barricade of steamer chairs and -fervently besought the Virgin to favor the cause of the brave man she -loved. - - - - -CHAPTER XIV. - -A CHASE TO THE YACHT. - - -Possibly Jerome Wellington had made a study of the tactics employed so -successfully by the great and famous general whose name he bore with so -little lustre. - -At any rate he believed in a quick and masterly attack, whereby the -enemy might be demoralized, providing said enemy chanced to be inferior -to him in power or endurance. - -Roderic did not deceive himself with any false hope that the game was -not worth the candle, nor that his opponent intended only a gigantic -bluff. He had prepared for business, and meant to be in the game from -start to finish. - -Besides, deep down in his heart he realized that the handsome Adonis -had been playing his cards with the idea of centering the affections of -the charming Georgia upon himself, and this alone was a positive crime -in the eyes of the man who lived only to win her for his own. - -That rampant spark of jealousy has much to account for in this -world--kingdoms have fallen, principalities been sacked, and countless -homes been broken up because of it; while on the other hand it has -urged men to great and noble deeds in order to win in the game of -hearts. - -Roderic, therefore, rather enjoyed the prospect of a little bout with -this dashing cavalier whom he had once called his friend--he believed -it would do him a world of good to embrace Jerome--he had more than -once suspected that the modern Beau Brummel was guilty of the awful -crime--in a gentleman--of wearing stays inside his coat, so that he -might appear more military in his figure; and the opportunity was at -hand to ascertain the truth. - -Thus he stretched out his arms and took the man who leaped forward, to -his heart. - -Such an embrace as he gave the Adonis--Georgia thought she heard his -ribs crack under the anaconda-like strain, and his tongue certainly did -protrude from between his teeth. - -Again Captain Beven's accommodating sneeze sounded like a trumpet -through the vessel. - -It was the last call--the little party was in the act of leaving the -cabin--he had exhausted all his resources in the endeavor to hold them -back a while longer. - -Roderic was hardly in a condition to carry out his part of the -programme, nor did he care very much, now that his secret had been -juggled with, and the truth must be made known to all. - -First Jerome should be attended to. - -His ardor had really run away with his usual discretion--it must be -cooled off, and Roderic for one knew a means of accomplishing the same. - -Time was a factor in his calculations also, since at any moment General -Porfidio and the others were apt to appear on the scene. - -The little De Brabant had ceased uttering confused prayers to the -Virgin for her lover's safety, since he had thus speedily reduced the -blustering hero to a state of "innocuous desuetude"--she was now more -deeply concerned in the manner whereby the said Senor Roderic was to -free himself from the incubus that held on with such a tenacious grip. - -"Drop him over the rail, _amigo_--a bath, give the handsome Adonis -a bath--it will surely be good for his complexion. The rail Senor -Roderic--it is close at your hand and _so_ convenient. Besides, better -such a soft fall than broken bones on the lower deck!" - -Thus she cried in her excitement, modulating her voice until it was -hardly more than a tense whisper. - -And Owen knew it was not so much resentment against Jerome for his -persistent attentions as the eager desire to serve the man she adored, -that actuated her course. - -The voices of the gentlemen could be plainly heard as they emerged from -the chart room and sauntered toward the side of the steamer where Beven -had left his yawl--no doubt the visitor was still cracking some of -his old chestnut jokes, for the laughter of Don Porfidio bubbled over -almost continually--besides; that champagne had been very extra dry. - -At any rate the suggestion advanced by Georgia coincided with Roderic's -own views on the subject. - -Perhaps Jerome, had he been given a voice in the matter, as the party -most interested, might have strenuously objected--baths he liked, -indeed, was very partial to, in their proper season, but to be thus -unceremoniously tumbled from the deck of a steamer into the briny deep, -with his most elaborate evening garments on his person was really too -much of a good thing, and he must have protested earnestly could he but -have found wind with which to clothe his argument. - -That luxury was in a great measure denied him, and the best he could do -was to make a feeble kick against the decision of the fair court being -carried into execution. - -It counted for nought. - -The American having started could hardly be restrained--once the match -is applied to a train of powder it is difficult to prevent the fire -from running its entire length. - -So Jerome was dragged ignobly over the deck to the rail, past the -beauty who had ordered his ducking--he endeavored to so wind himself -about the affections and also the limbs of his intended executioner -that the latter would have to change his desperate plans or else take -the plunge in his delectable company; but Roderic knew a trick or two -that might be used with profit under such conditions, and he readily -broke the hold of the desperate and vanquished beau. - -Then came the finish. - -Wellington took a tumble. - -He exhausted what breath he chanced to have in his lungs with one awful -whoop as he went plunging down, arms and legs outspread after the -manner of a gigantic frog. - -Perhaps he found some satisfaction in the fact that he made the -greatest splash ever known in that lovely harbor, a splash that would -go down in the annals of the Azores as beyond all precedent, and which -suddenly quelled the merry laughter, together with sounds of music that -had floated across the bay. - -It is worth considerable to excel in _something_, even if it is only a -ducking. - -Roderic had crossed the Rubicon. - -He knew his summary treatment of the Adonis would create tremendous -excitement on board the blockade runner. - -There were English sailors in charge and these men could not be -treated with the same measure of scorn that he might have bestowed had -they one and all been Spaniards. - -Nevertheless Roderic was far from being panic-stricken in any sense. - -He had no sooner dropped Jerome over the rail than he turned to -Georgia, and as the noise of the splash still sounded, said grimly: - -"He has been disposed of as you suggested, sweetheart. Let us hope the -temperature of the water will be sufficient to cool his ardor." - -"But you must fly--_sanctissima!_ they will harm, perhaps murder you, -and I should never forgive myself for having been the cause. Go, Senor -Roderic, go with all haste!" she exclaimed, her hands on his arm, her -lustrous midnight orbs glowing as they filled with intense excitement. - -The man either had a contempt for the peril that threatened or else -hardly grasped its serious nature--at least he showed a recklessness -in dealing with the situation that might possibly have been expected -when the fact of his having Irish blood in his veins was taken into -consideration, for seldom have Ireland's sons been in battle without -leading some forlorn hope in the van. - -"Not until you tell me again that you love me," he declared, eagerly. - -Some men would have called him a fool, but evidently they could never -have adored a woman--to the man who loves, all else gives way before -his passion. - -So nature has constituted him. - -"You already know it," she said, quickly, endeavoring to push him -towards the ladder, and even her eagerness to insure his safety was a -source of deep satisfaction to the lover. - -"But I must hear you say it--consider, weeks may elapse before I see -you again and I shall be exposed to all manner of danger. Tell me," he -insisted with a determination nothing could move but acquiescence. - -Perhaps there was one particular danger in her mind that would hover -over him constantly, and against which she in her innocent, loving -heart prayed that he might be delivered--Cleo. - -However, she realized that he would accept no half way compromise. - -The sailors on board were shouting and running to the rail to ascertain -what species of porpoise or shark kicked up such a fiendish racket -alongside their vessel, for the wretched Jerome, unable to shout, and -actually half strangled, was threshing the water like a young steam -engine in the endeavor to keep himself afloat and frighten away the -voracious monsters of the deep. - -"_Carramba!_ foolish man to risk so much for a woman's word. Know then -that I do love you with all my heart and soul--the good Father above -preserve you, for me!" - -It was all he asked. - -He snatched one burning kiss and then with a hasty "adieu, beloved," -sprang to the ladder. - -It was time. - -The ship was heaving with commotion. - -Had the startling cry of "fire," always dreaded above all else at sea, -been sounded aboard the blockade runner, loaded as she was with much -ammunition, it could hardly have created greater excitement than now -reigned. - -Roderic remained quite cool, which was an advantage to the success of -his venture. - -Garbed as he was as a sailor any one might have taken him for one of -the crew hastening to his station, since the boatswain's shrill whistle -had called the sailormen to man one of the boats. - -It was easy enough work dropping down the ladder, but as some one -chanced to be ascending it at the same time an unavoidable collision -ensued. - -Consequently Roderic and the unknown came to the lower deck in a bunch, -and being above, the American found a comfortable lodging place on the -body of his confrere. - -He did not linger. - -One ejaculatory Spanish swear word from the ascending figure as he -swooped down upon him gave Roderic a pretty good idea as to his -identity. - -Wretched Roblado, fated to again endure all the flings of outrageous -fortune at the hands of the man from over the sea! - -Roderic halted not neither to assist the damaged Spaniard to arise nor -to offer apologies for such unceremonious conduct. - -At such times men cannot be particular as to their _modus operandi_ in -conducting their retreat--the end justifies the means. - -Happily he had not been at all injured by the fall. - -He heard an anxious exclamation skyward and had a glimpse of Georgia -looking over the edge of the upper deck. - -It was just like the man to wave his hand and even kiss his fingers -to the girl ere resuming his course toward the spot where in all -probability Captain Beven anxiously awaited his coming. - -A splash announced the launching of a boat. - -It was fortunately on the other side of the steamer, since Jerome had -gone over to port. - -Even such a small matter might count in the end, should pursuit be -inaugurated when Wellington was rescued and managed to regain enough -breath to splutter out the facts. - -At any rate Roderic made a note of this point which was all the more -singular because he had other fish to fry just then. - -Fortunately no one attempted to stay his flight--fortunately for them -perhaps, as well as his own success, for Roderic was just in the humor -to handle any interference roughly. - -What he had just passed through had the effect of arousing the lion -that lay beneath the surface in his nature, and he was in a condition -to do more than his share of battle. - -Passing the groups of sailors hurrying to the rail, he crossed the deck -to where he believed Beven awaited him, for a glimpse of one or more -figures in this quarter announced that it was not deserted. - -To his surprise he saw two men. - -Captain Beven had company, and Roderic at first glance guessed the -identity of that tall figure. - -It was Don Porfidio. - -He had walked with the captain to where his yawl awaited, instead of -proceeding to the quarter deck; and now he was also able to resist the -temptation to rush across to the other rail in order to gratify his -natural curiosity. - -It meant something. - -Don Porfidio had somehow guessed the truth, or been let in on the -ground floor by Beven. - -Was it war, or peace? - -Roderic should have disliked the job exceedingly had he been compelled -to administer any sort of drubbing to his excellency the good and gruff -don, but nevertheless had the fates demanded it he must have obeyed the -call to duty. - -On the whole, therefore, he was well pleased when the big Porto Rican -soldier suddenly thrust out his hand, saying: - -"_Por Dios!_ I honor a brave man who risks much to see one he loves. -Senor Owen, success to you!" - -Roderic took the hand that was offered--he had much respect for this -patriot and veteran. - -"Thank you, senor," he replied. - -"All is well?" - -"Delightfully so." - -"_Cospita!_ good. And pray, what is the cause of all that wonderful -splashing yonder?" asked the don, as if suspecting that the Yankee knew. - -Roderic, already in the act of following Captain Beven down the rope -ladder that stretched to the yawl below paused long enough to look up -at the general, and laughing say: - -"Ask Jerome!" - -"Aha! it is as I thought--ask Jerome--undoubtedly Senor Wellington has -met his Waterloo." - -But Owen had already dropped down the side of the blockade runner and -into the boat. - -Hardly had he gained the yawl than Beven, who was in the stern sheets -said huskily: - -"Push off, and away. Pull like tigers, my hearties, for unless all -signs fail we may have a chase before we reach the yacht." - -The men needed no urging. - -Once clear of the steamer and they began to ply their ashen blades with -an energy that sent the little boat flying through the water. - -It was a period of suspense. - -Roderic kept his eyes fastened upon the stern of the steamer, for in -this quarter would the pursuit be inaugurated, should one follow. - -The shouts had ceased. - -An ominous silence seemed to rest upon the scene. - -All depended upon whether the wretched Jerome, upon being rescued from -the bay, was in a state to disclose what he knew, and the readiness -that bold Captain Shackelford would show in following up the clue thus -given. - -And as he looked, too soon he saw the boat shoot into view propelled by -sturdy arms. - -"Faster!" cried Beven at the same moment. - -There were six pair of English arms against two, but the little yawl -was light and trimly built, so the chances seemed pretty evenly divided. - -Roderic surveyed the chase as calmly and critically as though it were -a college regatta, with an ordinary loving cup as the stake instead of -his own liberty, perhaps his life. - -"Captain, we shall make it," he said, quietly. - -"Undoubtedly," replied laconic Beven, whose practiced eye had also -measured the distance yet to be traversed, and the slow if steady gain -made by their pursuers. - -"Steady, boys, do your level best," he added, and the sturdy tars -grunted as they strained at the oars until the veins stood out like -whip cords on their brows. - -Meanwhile from the pursuing craft came a variety of oaths and -exclamations characteristic of the bold adventurer Shackelford, and by -means of which he doubtless expected to secure better work from his -toiling men; while Jerome, having recovered his tongue, and boiling -over with rage, joined his shrill voice to that of the captain, -promising fabulous rewards--which he would doubtless pay in notes -if called upon--should they overhaul the will-o'-the-wisp boat that -tauntingly kept just so far ahead. - -It was quite exciting while it lasted. - -This romantic harbor in the peaceful Azores had seldom known a more -remarkable scene. - -Pity it was the darkness robbed those who might have enjoyed the -spectacle, of such a rare sight. - -The steam yacht was now close at hand and while those who pursued still -kept up their mad pace it must have been painfully evident to them that -the chase was hopeless. - -Perhaps the daring spirit who led them on had desperate designs of -boarding the yacht and dragging away the object of their vindictive -spleen. - -Captain Beven was holding the tiller ropes and under his skillful -guidance the yawl turned the yacht's stern, coming up alongside. - -Instantly a hand clutched the painter. - -"Aboard with you!" called the skipper. - -Roderic was the first to spring on deck, but the others were at his -heels. - -To sight the oncoming boat was now their design, and accordingly they -leaped across the deck, believing Shackelford would head direct for -that nearer quarter. - -Nor were they mistaken in this surmise, for as they reached the -rail the boat from the blockade runner shot under them and hauled up -alongside. - - - - -CHAPTER XV. - -CAPTAIN BOB GUESSES NOT. - - -Shackelford was a daring spirit, one of those Britons who have carried -the flag into remote passes of the Indian border, and whom the -desperate fortunes of war never daunt. - -He had doubtless led charges into the jaws of death, and passed through -adventures enough to fill volumes. - -In this case however, it was Tartar against Tartar--British bulldog -_vs._ British mastiff. When he rubbed up against such men as Beven and -Roderic Owen, he met those who were of his own calibre, and should the -affair come to blows it promised to be a pretty sight. - -When our friends reached the side of the yacht, the sailors were -already there, at least those on deck; and some signal must have -been given below as the boats approached, for the watch off duty was -tumbling out quite ignorant as to what might be required of them, but -ready, like all seamen of their nationality to do their duty with vigor. - -"Hold off--our orders are not to receive visitors after ten o'clock!" -cried Beven, as he saw Shackelford rise to his feet. - -"We mean to come aboard," said that worthy. - -"Then you go back quicker than you come." - -"Beven, I am surprised." - -"At what?" - -"Your deceiving us." - -"Nonsense, my visit was in good faith." - -"You came with a secret object in view--you kept us engaged below while -your confederate examined our vessel." - -"It was prime champagne, Shack." - -"Granted, but"--and here he relieved himself by a tremendous expletive, -"why did you put that spy aboard of us?" - -"In the first place Mr. Owen is no spy. He cares little or nothing what -cargo you carry, but he is deeply interested in petticoats--your young -lady is his betrothed, and he vowed he would go with me on board just -to see her. Shackelford, that's a man after your own heart." - -And Shackelford, realizing the truth of this point blank assertion -could only growl. - -"Interrupted in his _tete a tete_ with the young lady by your gentleman -there, they had words, being rivals, and it resulted in Mr. Owen -tossing the elegant Adonis overboard. Shack, that is just what you -would have done, confound you." - -Shackelford could not deny it. - -Really Captain Beven should have been a lawyer, since he knew so well -how to draw the fire of his adversary, and leave him not a foot upon -which to stand. - -"For you to force your way to the deck of my craft under these -conditions I should consider a high act of piracy and I assure you my -men stand here ready to back me up in all I do. Is it so, men?" - -A hearty "ay, ay sir" came ringing from the crew. - -"Now Captain Shackelford, if you choose to board me you do so at your -own risk. There be English arms and hearts here just as stanch as your -own. Come by daylight and by Heavens I will receive you as an honored -guest--yes, and open another basket of champagne for the occasion; but -I beg of you let discretion play the part of valor now." - -Shackelford knew he held a weak hand--that any attempt to board this -craft flying the British jack and drag from her deck a subject of the -United States foreign diplomatic service would not only embroil him in -present difficulties and probably result in a broken head, but future -results promised to make things exceedingly lively for him. - -Great Britain was going out of her way to bring about an era of good -feeling between America and the mother country--she had shown in many -matters how sincere her sympathies were and that blood was thicker than -water. - -Hence, he might expect severe handling from the legal and military -authorities of both countries. - -Although Bob Shackelford had always been accounted pretty much of a -dare devil he really drew the line at throwing his gauntlet into the -ring and sending a defiance to two nations--that would probably be a -little too strong for his blood. - -Here was a chance to draw out with honor. - -Shackelford accepted the olive branch. - -"Well, Beven, you put the matter pretty strongly, and I am inclined to -yield. Give me your solemn pledge that this gentleman boarded us as a -lover and not as a spy, and," here he expressed himself very forcibly -in the genuine Shackelford style--"I'll draw off and spare you the gore -of battle that must come when Greek meets Greek." - -"I give you that pledge," replied Beven, readily. - -"Why did he go in disguise then?" was the final query from the other, -who had not as yet grasped the full significance of affairs. - -"Because he had enemies on board yonder boat--you carry Spaniards, and -his country is at war with Spain. They want him badly, and he is no -fool. Captain, I am under obligations for your courtesy. Come and see -me to-morrow and I'll keep my promise." - -Shackelford smacked his lips. - -"By Jove! I'll try and oblige you, my boy," he declared, -enthusiastically, as he dropped down upon the thwart. - -The incident was closed. - -There would be no broken heads, no old time boarding of the craft, no -hot time in the harbor _that_ night. - -Reason had resumed her sway, pushing valor and blind passion into the -background. - -One there was whom disappointment cut to the quick. - -A figure arose in the boat, a bedraggled figure, with one arm of his -evening coat almost divorced from its moorings on account of the vigor -shown by the British tars in dragging the owner aboard--a figure that -was just the opposite of the usually dandified Jerome, the pink of -neatness, the epitome of current style. - -"What," he ejaculated, "you decline to go aboard and drag the fellow -away? I am astonished beyond measure--I did not expect this of you, -Captain Bob." - -"Well, I'm satisfied with the explanation given. If you still object, -sir, we'll hold the boat here and let you go aboard and get him. Of -course you'd have to shoulder the whole responsibility--" - -"Pull away," muttered Jerome, suddenly dropping back to his seat and -endeavoring to look as small as possible. - -Roderic guessed the reason. - -The Adonis had discovered that he was the cynosure of bright eyes from -the cabin--all this excitement had not passed without arousing Cleo and -Miss Becky--the former had not really retired at all, but awaited her -cousin's return from his mission of love--perhaps her earnest prayers -had followed him, even to the arms of her successful rival. - -The blockade runner's boat shot quickly over the darkened water toward -the lights that indicated the spot where the steamer was anchored. - -Thus the coast was again clear. - -Captain Beven turned and shook Roderic's hand. - -He was bubbling over with suppressed laughter. - -"Congratulations, sir, over your success. A miss is as good as a mile, -they say," he declared. - -"Ah!" remarked the satisfied lover, "in this case it is a senorita, and -she is worth many miles. My thanks are due to you, captain, for the -able assistance given. May all our future plans be founded on as firm a -basis." - -"Amen," said Beven, solemnly. - -He was thinking of that basket of very Extra Dry, and the taste still -lingered as though its memory would haunt him for many a day. - -For once he stood ready to immolate his comfort on the altar of -friendship every night, providing the emolument came in such pleasant -fashion. - -They chatted a short time, and generally upon the subject mostly in -evidence. - -Beven was naturally curious to hear how the Adonis, who was no milk and -water warrior himself, came to take such a fearful plunge into the bay. - -He could give a shrewd guess that the act had not been a voluntary one -on his part, and desired to hear what share Roderic had in it. - -This was soon told in the most matter of fact fashion by the modest -young man--indeed, one might almost imagine from his manner of putting -it that Jerome had fallen overboard instead of being tossed there. - -Beven knew how to put his own construction on the incident, and could -guess just what his principal had done. - -Roderic was really unfitted for sleep after such an hour of intense -excitement, and thought he would walk the quarterdeck for a time until -his pipe had soothed the excited nerves and brought him to a condition -where slumber might be possible. - -He had not been back and forth a dozen times ere a girlish figure -joined him. - -Of course it was Cousin Cleo, who desired to share his walk and mayhap -his confidence, even though what he might relate would cut keenly. - -The moth will persist in fluttering about the bright flame of the -candle even after its wings are slightly singed. - -Silly moth--wicked candle! - -And yet the world goes on, new moths come and the same old story with -variations, is repeated. - -Roderic professed to be displeased at the idea of Cleo coming up to -join him in this midnight tramp. - -Secretly the man was delighted, for he felt the human desire to -confide his hopes and fears in a sympathetic ear, and though he would -rather it had been some one else than Cleo, still, she knew much of -his love affairs, and had promised to be a sister to him--he would be -egotistical and foolish to ever believe that she cared for him other -than a dear sister might. - -"My dear cousin, why do you come on deck--don't you know that at this -hour in this semi-tropical climate the dew is falling, and it is very -unhealthy for one to be exposed to the night air?" - -She laughed in his face. - -"Well, you are to blame. I should have been in my little bunk and -probably far away in the Land of Nod had you been content to remain -aboard and not start out on a very Quixotic errand. But I am only -joking, Roderic. You have met with adventures, of that I am sure from -what I saw and heard. Poor Jerome has once more crossed your path and -found it one of thorns. Now, you must tell me all that happened, do you -hear, Sir Galahad?" - -A little hand slipped through his arm, and Roderic found himself -obliged to surrender. - -So, as they walked up and down he told the story of what had occurred; -several times they paused at the rail to look at the riding lights that -marked the position of the blockade runner, and while one sighed in -rapturous satisfaction at the thought of the beauty aboard the Sterling -Castle, the other experienced quite a different emotion. - -Cleo asked questions, and seemed bound to know all, so he felt -compelled to tell her. - -Her interest in Georgia grew with each passing day, and strange to say -the yearning to meet and know this daughter of the tropics became an -absorbing dream--she felt as though destiny drew their life lines in -the same channel, these two who both loved Roderic Owen. - -Perhaps he was wise enough to refrain from entering into minute -particulars when describing the interview with Georgia--even men -head over heels in love are given a small amount of common sense on -occasions of this kind. - -Finally Roderic persuaded her to retire. - -The hour was late and he himself now confessed to drowsiness. - -By this time the town had given up its mad merriment--gone were many -of the lights and the music of the band had long since ceased to be a -factor in the mighty drama. - -Even in the romantic Azores men must take a portion of the night for -sleep--it cannot be given wholly over to song and amusement. - -Captain Beven was a wary old sea dog. - -He believed an ounce of prevention to be much better than a pound of -cure. - -There was no danger in sight, and probably it would be an act of -madness on Shackelford's part to attempt to board the steam yacht under -cover of darkness and secure the person of the man who had been aboard -the blockade runner in disguise. - -All the same, chances or not, Beven did not intend to neglect any -precaution, for he was a man who did not believe in being caught -napping. - -To shut the door after the horse was stolen might be good policy with -some men, but his idea lay in securing it ere this event happened. - -Before retiring Roderic had an interview with the captain, and learned -that worthy's views. - -Then he sought his little stateroom. - -As fortune would have it he was situated on that side of the boat -nearer the steamer, and from either one of the bulls-eye openings he -could see the uncertain dark mass that told just where the blockade -runner lay, as well as her twinkling riding lights which must be kept -burning the livelong night in order to prevent accident should arriving -vessels enter the snug harbor. - -And Roderic stood there a long time, his eyes fixed upon the inchoate -outlines of the Sterling Castle, as one might gaze upon a vessel that -bore his fate. - -Many thoughts occupied his mind--he lived over again the past with its -joys and sorrows, and even attempted to raise the veil of the future -to see whether it held a gleam of Paradise; but this must all remain -surmise and uncertainty, since it is not given to mortal vision to see -beyond the present. - -The night passed without an alarm. - -Evidently Shackelford was a man of discretion as well as astonishing -boldness, for there is such a thing as uniting the two qualities. - -Roderic aroused early enough. - -The morning had just broken and the glowing eye of old Phœbus was -glancing above the horizon when he proceeded to dress. - -This operation had been about completed when, by chance of course, he -looked out of the port hole to see just how far they were from the -steamer, since darkness had been upon land and water during the little -drama of the preceding night. - -To his surprise he failed to behold the object of his solicitude. - -He rubbed his eyes and looked again--surely he must be dreaming, or -else with a change of tide the steam yacht had headed another way, -cutting him off from the view he had before obtained. - -And yet, so far as he could tell his lookout still faced the town and -port, and he could swear the blockade runner should lie between. - -Mayhap Shackelford had taken his craft in to a dock for some purpose. - -Roderic snatched up his marine glasses and scanned the shore line. - -There was only disappointment awaiting him. - -The yellow and black funnel of the Sterling Castle was conspicuous only -by its absence. - -One chance remained--that the steamer had changed her anchorage. - -He hurriedly completed his toilet and rushed on deck. - -A sweeping glance around told the story, for the blockade runner was no -longer in the harbor. - -Captain Beven saluted from a point forward and beckoned him to approach. - -"Looking for the steamer--left port an hour or more before crack of -dawn--yonder she goes, headed straight for the Antilles." - -Following the captain's extended finger Roderic saw the smoke of a -steamer hanging on the horizon. Somehow his heart gave a leap after it, -for the girl he adored was aboard the vanishing craft. - -"When do we follow, captain?" he asked, composedly. - -"Within six hours at the latest," was the reply and when that time had -expired they too were moving over the trackless Atlantic headed due -south west. - - - - -CHAPTER XVI. - -THE INVASION OF SAN JUAN. - - -Upon a stormy night, when the moon was utterly concealed by dark ragged -masses of clouds that rolled up from the south in serried columns like -an army advancing to battle, Roderic viewed the prospect from the deck -of the Dreadnaught with the philosophical coolness that seemed a part -of his nature; and yet he knew what one of these summer storms in the -tropics meant as well as any man. - -It came in an unfortunate time, just when they prayed for fair weather, -since it was Roderic's design to be put ashore on the coast of Porto -Rico not many miles from San Juan, before the little steam yacht -entered the fortified harbor. - -The situation had been carefully studied by Owen, and his plans altered -to conform to the new arrangement of affairs. - -There was a pretty good chance that the Sterling Castle would put into -San Juan ere attempting to run the Havana blockade. - -In fact this was almost a certainty, since she carried as passengers -those who were desirous of landing on Porto Rico soil. - -This being the case it was reasonable to suppose that Jerome and his -Spanish allies would take advantage of the first opportunity to warn -the officials at the capital regarding the presence of a Yankee secret -agent on board Cleo's yacht; and that the entry of the Dreadnaught into -the fortified harbor where Admiral Sampson's guns had played havoc -earlier in the game would open a system of annoying espionage, even if -it did not result in a bold search for the spy. - -There was one way to avoid this. - -He must go ashore secretly and enter San Juan by the backdoor. - -His acquaintance with the city and its surroundings would serve him in -good stead, as must also his knowledge of the Spanish character and -language. - -Roderic had his bold plans all arranged and was therefore a little -annoyed when fickle Nature threatened to interfere with their smooth -sailing. If the tropical storm had only held off another hour all would -have been serene. - -They had had glimpses of Porto Rico's fair shores during the last few -hours, and Roderic might have landed in comfort. - -Two things restrained him--the lack of suitable transportation -facilities to the capital, and the presence of Spanish soldiers -scattered along the shore, and revealed through the glasses. - -Night was absolutely necessary for the successful carrying out of his -plans, and even then there had been danger from discovery on account of -the moon. - -The storm obviated this, while it bred new perils of its own. - -Roderic decided to risk it. - -Delay meant more danger for Cleo, since every hour spent upon that -coast in a gale of wind, during the hurricane season of the year was -tempting Providence. - -Once he was off their hands he could run away from the coast or else -make for the shelter of San Juan harbor, which would surely not be -refused any friendly craft on such a wretched night. - -So Roderic made all his preparations and transformed himself into a -dark visaged Spaniard. - -Cleo looked him over carefully, and tried her best to appear satisfied, -though there was a haunting gleam of dread in her blue eyes, and her -lips trembled, despite all attempts to show a resolute front. - -She knew what risks he was taking for his country. - -The same bold spirit that influenced Hobson and Blue and Wainwright -in their desperate ventures grew rampant in Roderic Owen's breast--a -strong desire to strike a blow for his beloved flag, to cripple the -power of the proud Spaniard and hasten the day of his final departure -from the Western Hemisphere. - -Captain Beven had anchored his craft and now came to announce the boat -in readiness that was to take him ashore. - -Roderic took his cousin's hand in both his own. - -"Your pure heart will pray for me I know. It is a greater satisfaction -to me than words can tell. Remember what I promised of San Juan. We -will, God willing, soon meet again. As your cousin, your brother, dear -Cleo, allow me a brother's loving privilege." - -He kissed her farewell. - -Nor as he turned hastily to follow Beven to the waiting boat, did he -see the glowing flush that instantly suffused her face, to as rapidly -vanish, leaving her deathly pale and trembling like an aspen leaf. - -The ride ashore was exhilarating to say the least. - -Great waves rolled on the beach, and none but practical, experienced -seamen could have managed so light a yawl without disaster. - -But Roderic had no fear--he knew what these trained muscles could do. - -Several times they seemed threatened with dire disaster, but on each -occasion the second officer's judgment in manipulating the boat averted -destruction. - -Thus the cockle shell craft entered the white crested breakers, where -they surged upon the shore with a roar like unto that of thunder. - -This was the most interesting moment of all, as riding one of the -rollers they rushed in like a race horse on the home stretch. - -Then Roderic saw the palm trees against the sky line almost overhead, -and he knew they were almost ashore. - -A grating sound under their keel announced the receding of the billow. - -Instantly every sailor leaped overboard, up to his knees in salt water, -and the boat thus lightened was run ashore. - -And in this manner Roderic Owen once again found himself on Spanish -soil--two years had passed since in anger he had kicked the dust of -Porto Rico from his shoes, and registered a solemn vow never to tread -its shores again while his good sense remained. - -This occurred to him now as a very grim joke, for here he was once more -landed on that same fated soil; and what was even more singular as -fully bent as ever upon his chase after beauty. - -Time alters many cases, resolutions fade with age, and circumstances -govern our actions to a remarkable degree. - -Of course it was absolutely necessary that the second officer and his -men should return to the yacht without delay. - -Roderic squeezed the bold fellows by the hand and watched them launch -their boat through the surf. - -Twice they were driven back. - -It was a ticklish job. - -Such men could not be daunted by difficulties, even when out of the -common, so they made a still more resolute attempt. - -The third trial was a grand success--sturdy British muscle had -conquered over the forces of Nature, and Roderic knew they were off. - -He waited and watched until he saw a light flash up three times far out -on the stormy waters, which was the signal agreed upon to announce the -safe return of the yawl. - -Then with a sigh he turned away. - -His business was now to enter San Juan. - -It must prove one that would necessitate great caution and considerable -endurance on his part, for since the bombardment of the ports by -the American fleet as a bluff intended to disclose the presence of -Cervera's squadron in West India waters the Spanish authorities had -taken extraordinary precautions to guard every avenue of approach to -the capital. - -Roderic did not doubt his ability to enter without discovery--he had -not frequented the cafes, the Spanish Club, and taken many horseback -rides through the suburbs of San Juan in company with Georgia without -gaining a thorough knowledge of the ground that promised to be of great -advantage to him now. - -Putting his best foot forward he soon struck a military road over which -he had spun many times behind a good horse. - -He could in an hour's time catch glimpses of the many lights that -marked the city. - -The sight caused him considerable satisfaction, for he knew destiny -had in store for him events of considerable importance connected with -San Juan. - -And doubtless _she_ was there--that simple fact had in it the elements -calculated to thrill his very heart to its core. - -About this time there arose features connected with the case that -temporarily drove these sweet reflections out of his head. - -They were of a most disagreeable nature. - -It began to rain. - -This might signify a drizzle in a more northern clime, but such a thing -is almost unknown in Porto Rico. - -When the clouds open there it means a deluge. - -The boys in blue who were in the trenches at Santiago could tell some -pretty tall stories of tropical downpours, and how in the rainy season -a cloud appearing no larger than one's hat can spread over all the sky -and fairly soak the earth. - -Roderic had anticipated this--indeed, his preparations had been made -with just such a ducking in prospect. - -He took his medicine in a philosophical spirit such as only a traveler -in many strange lands learns to cultivate. - -Every step brought him nearer the city, and once he was soaked through -it was impossible to become any wetter, so why complain? - -Besides, this deluge might serve to his advantage, since in all -probability the guards stationed along the military road would -naturally seek refuge in their shelter huts, and leave the way clear. - -This was what actually occurred. - -Spanish system lacks many sterling elements that make the German and -British armies so thorough in their duties. - -Roderic after a miserable tramp through mud and water finally brought -up at the city gates an hour before midnight. - -There he met with an apparent obstacle, since in Moorish fashion no -one was allowed to find ingress or egress during the period between -sunset and sunrise. - -This he had been aware of ere landing, and all his plans were shaped -with an utter disregard for the edict of the governor-general. - -Avoiding the gates discreetly he made his way along the dilapidated -wall that marked what had once been the land defense of the city. - -It was now in decay, like many other antiquated battlements connected -with Spain's possessions throughout the world--relics of bygone days -when muzzle loading guns marked the highest epoch in the art of war. - -Of course this guarding of the gates was more or less of a big sham, -since the people of San Juan could go and come in scores of other -places. - -And Roderic remembered this fact. - -When by turning this way and that he finally surmounted the difficulty, -and found himself among the houses near the barracks of the troops -in the eastern end of the city, he felt as though he deserved -congratulations on account of his good generalship. - -Still this was but a beginning, one step in the long and difficult -ladder he had laid out to climb. It could only be ascended a single -round at a time, but he had really made a good start. - -He found himself in a portion of San Juan which he had really never -looked upon under similar conditions, the quarter where the poorer -element herded, where houses were thronged with black and white, -Spaniards, and reconcentradoes of Porto Rico who endeavored to remain -neutral, negroes from Jamaica and Hayti and a mongrel population. - -Seldom even in the rainy season does such a downpour come at -night--they look for it in the afternoon, when it cools the sultry -atmosphere and with the sea breeze renders the evening delightfully -refreshing. - -Just then the streets were swimming in water, and almost practically -deserted--even the dolorous cry of the "dulce" vendors had ceased to -echo along the narrow thoroughfares. - -But the cafes and concert halls and shops appeared to be doing a land -office business to judge from the crowds that had collected. - -Roderic's one desire now was to reach a little den just off the -breathing place for the poor, known as the Plaza Cristobal Colon in -honor of Columbus. - -Here he believed he would find the opportunity he craved for rest, -and a chance to dry his reeking garments, under the humble roof of a -devoted friend. - -Two years had passed since last he had seen this party, and two years -is a long time--much may occur during such a period--people change -their residence mayhap their country, and sometimes even die. - -Still he was ready to take the chances. - -No one halted him as he pushed on, and yet these narrow, illy lighted -streets could not be reckoned the safest places in the city for -respectable people to walk after a certain hour. - -One thing he noticed--San Juan was full of Spanish soldiers. He could -see them prowling everywhere, and each crowd within the cafes and halls -had its quota of these small sized swarthy faced, boyish looking exiles -from sunny Spain. - -"They evidently mean to give the Yankees a warm reception when the -time comes," was what he concluded upon noting this important fact. - -The point was well taken--it was one that would prove of considerable -importance to General Miles, who had already landed on the southern -coast with his army of Americans, and was beginning to advance upon -Ponce and the neighboring towns. - -After being compelled to retrace his steps several times, on account of -getting off the track, confused by the narrow _calles_ that seemed to -have no beginning and ended nowhere, Roderic at length broke out upon -an open place where the rain beat upon stone flagging, and trees moaned -dolefully in the fierce gusts of wind. - -Despite its funereal aspect now he recognized this as the Plaza -Cristobal Colon, and was able to take his bearings afresh. - -"Thank Heaven, I am near the end of my night's pilgrimage," he -muttered in Spanish, for he had determined to even do his thinking in -that language while within the enemy's lines, so that the danger of -discovery might be reduced to a minimum, for if Jerome, Roblado _et -al._ were in San Juan he was well aware of the fact that hundreds of -keen eyes belonging to the Guardia Civil would be on the lookout for -one Roderic Owen, and that discovery would be a serious matter for him. - -It was really time his wanderings ceased for this night at least--he -had covered miles of ground, he had faced a raging storm that at times -almost brought him to his knees, he was soaked through and through, and -beginning to feel weak in his limbs. - -But relief was close at hand. - -The hardest part of his mission he believed had already been passed -over. - -At least, in all probability he would be able to conduct the remainder -of his work with a dry skin--he might not see another deluge in the -early night during his whole stay in San Juan. - -He fervently hoped so, at least. - -Crossing the public square he dodged into a certain dingy and crooked -lane that took him to the most desolate and God forsaken locality -within the city walls. - -There are such places in Paris, London, New York--why not in San Juan? - -All cities, whether of ancient Babylonian days or of the present -enlightened age have had their plague spots as well as their palatial -quarters, and so it must be while rich and poor go hand in hand, down -to the end of time. - -Only in San Juan the squalor seemed to be a little more pronounced than -anything Roderic could imagine outside of Havana, where the wretched -reconcentradoes were dying of hunger by thousands. - -The war was partly to blame, he knew--that and the natural savage -instinct which prevails so strongly among Spanish speaking people, and -induces them to always go to extremes, whether in love or conflict. - -Picking his way along in this delectable neighborhood Roderic finally -gave utterance to an eager exclamation--his eyes had fallen upon the -little whitewashed cabin for which he had been on the _qui vive_. - -Another moment and his fist was beating a tattoo upon the door, a -summons that was loud enough to arouse the dead--from within a movement -was heard, and then the door opened cautiously a few inches. Roderic -uttered some talismanic words in Spanish that brought a delighted -exclamation from the hut's occupant--a brown hand reached out and when -the door closed it shut out the awful clamor of the storm, for the -Yankee had found a warm reception within the walls of old San Juan. - - - - -CHAPTER XVII. - -THE BOLERO DANCER WITH THE GYPSY BLOOD. - - -Porto Rico as a territory of the progressive American republic will -soon be transformed--while advancing with giant strides along the -material road that may lead to statehood, the island must gradually -lose those picturesque and distinctly national features that have -marked Spanish rule for centuries. - -Never again will San Juan be the same gay, careless, pleasure seeking -capital of the past--the business loving, bustling Yankee shopkeeper -banishes such folly, or at best makes it play second fiddle to his -trading. - -San Juan will be swept and garnished, her streets paved, her narrowest -_calles_ lighted, and within a few years she may vie even with Boston -in regard to the conditions that make life worth living to the average -American. - -But the halo of romance and the worship of military heroes that has -been her portion during these long centuries--alas! they have fled, to -return no more. - -Many will sigh as they raise the curtain of the past, and take one more -peep at the gay bright scene stamped upon memory's tablets. - -There is a peculiar fascination about Spanish and Oriental cities, a -barbaric splendor that attracts the eye, even while our common sense -tells us of its tawdry nature. - -Many have described the San Juan of the past, and as a picture that -has been turned to the wall, let us for the last time see the Porto -Rican capital through the glasses of a clever newspaperman, whose -pen paints its colors just as might the faithful camera. This was as -Roderic saw it the day after his safe entry into the town: - -San Juan wakes early. - -By seven o'clock the shops are open, and a stirring of wide shutters in -the upper stories of the houses shows that even the women are about. -Hundreds of men are having their coffee in the _cafés_. Probably a band -is playing somewhere, which means a detachment of troops returning from -early mass in the Cathedral. - -By ten o'clock this early activity has worn itself out. The sun has got -well up into the sky, white and hot. It falls in the narrow, unshaded -streets, and the cobblestones begin to scorch through thin shoe soles. -It is a time to seek the shade and quaff cooling drinks. Business -languishes. About eleven shop shutters begin to go up, and soon the -streets are as deserted as at midnight. - -This is breakfast hour, and until well after noon not a shop or public -building will be found open. About one or two, whether the _siesta_ is -long or short, people begin to reappear and the shops reopen. Gradually -traffic revives. By four o'clock, when the Palais de Justice has cast -its cooling shadow over half the blazing plaza, loungers begin to -appear to occupy the numerous benches and blink idly at the guards -about the gloomy Palais entrance. With each passing hour the city -presents a livelier appearance, until at six o'clock it is fully awake -and ready for dinner, the principal meal of the day. - -In the evening is when the inhabitants of San Juan really live. These -are the pleasant hours of the day. From the sea comes a breeze, cool -and fresh, to whisper to the few shade trees in the plazas and revive -enervated humanity. Twice a week one of the military bands plays in the -principal plaza. Then it is worth while to go, hire a comfortable arm -chair from a _muchacho_ for ten _centavos_ in Puerto Rican silver and -sit and observe and listen. - -These military bands--there are three stationed in San Juan--are -equal to Sousa or Herbert on a considerably smaller scale. They play -beautifully voluptuous airs of sunny Spain, the strains swelling -and quickening until they entice an answer in the livened step and -unconsciously swaying bodies of hundreds of promenaders; then slowly -dying to a sweet, soft breath, borne to the ear from distant guitars -and mandolins. Italian, French and German composers are not neglected, -while occasionally there will come a spirited bit from some modern -light opera, or even a snatch from a topical song of the day. - -On band nights San Juan may be seen at her best. The concerts begin at -eight o'clock. Prior to that hour the private soldiers are permitted -the liberty of the plaza, and hundreds avail themselves of the -opportunity for an airing. At eight they must retire to their barracks, -leaving the plaza to the officers. - -The music racks are set at one end of the plaza, and the musicians -stand during the two hours of the concert. By the time the second -number on the programme is reached the plaza is thronged with the -wealth, beauty and fashion of the Puerto Rican capital. A row of gas -street lamps, thickly set, encircles the Plaza, while at each end rise -iron towers, upon which are supported electric arc lights. - -All the houses surrounding the plaza are illuminated, their bright -coloring and Eastern architecture giving an Oriental effect. The -balconies--every house has a balcony--are filled with gaily dressed -women and officers, and through open windows glimpses of richly -furnished interiors can be obtained. On the street level, the Grand -Central and other _cafés_, the Spanish Club and a dozen brilliantly -lighted drug stores and shops help flood the plaza with light and lend -life and gayety to the scene. - -The throng is characteristic of San Juan of to-day--of the San Juan -which will soon cease to exist. There are Spanish officers, hundreds -of them, clad in an immense variety of uniform--to use a perfectly -truthful paradox. - -There are officers of the Guardia Civil, in dark blue suits and caps, -their cuffs red and gold, the rank indicated by eight pointed stars, -and with small spurs sticking out from under the long trousers. - -There are officers of the line, usually in light or indigo blue, -sometimes with broad stripes along the trousers and with cuffs and -facings of green, red, blue or black, according to the branch of the -service, their rank indicated by gold and silver stars on the sleeve -above the cuff. These wear tall white caps, with gilt bands. There are -naval officers, in dark blue uniforms of distinctly seafaring cut and -without colored facings. - -All the officers wear some kind of sword invariably, usually during the -day the regulation sabre, and at night substituting a slender rapier -with a cross hilt. They also carry walking sticks with silver and gold -heads, according to rank. - -As they mingle with the crowd, walking together in groups, now bowing -to some passing female acquaintance or turning to promenade with her, -they unconsciously dominate the entire assemblage and give to it an -indelible imprint of Spain. Plainly they are favorites with the women, -who receive their polite attentions graciously. - -And the women. They are out in force, dressed in the latest fashions -of Madrid and Paris. Here and there some gentleman walks with his wife -and family, but usually the women promenade alone until joined by male -acquaintances. A group of girls will be accompanied by a duenna, who -keeps discreetly in the background if any men approach. Often, however, -two or more senoritas will promenade entirely alone, with a freedom -which would be considered unbecoming in the United States. - -This is one of the occasions when rigorous Spanish etiquette is -somewhat relaxed and the unmarried women enjoy a fleeting glimpse of -social freedom. So the crowd, constantly swelling, until progress is -almost impossible, moves in a circle back and forth along the length -of the plaza. Mingling with it are scores of police, in their bright -uniforms, who seem to have no business there except to accentuate the -crush, and hundreds of civilians in their best dress. And so it goes, -until the concert ends. The band, preceded by an escort of cavalry, -marches away to a wonderfully quick quickstep, the lights fade and -slowly the crowd disperses through the shadowy streets. - -Not all San Juan, however, is to be seen in the grand plaza. Only -fashionable and official life centralizes there. In other sections -of the city the evenings pass differently. Take a stroll from the -brilliantly lighted plaza into the eastern part of the town, near the -barracks. - -There the whole lower strata will be found in the narrow, badly lighted -streets, or in the plaza Cristobal Colon and the smaller breathing -places of the densely populated city. - -Here hand organs and dirty wandering minstrels, who perform -semi-barbaric music upon cracked guitars and raspy mandolins, -accompanied by the "guero"--a native instrument made of a -gourd--furnish the music. - -Venders of _dulce_ squat beside their trays of sweetmeat, dolorously -crying their wares. Non-commissioned officers and privates mingle with -the people and chat with the women. Everybody smokes cigarettes, even -children hardly able to toddle. The shops and meaner _cafés_ are open -and crowded. - -Further no one can wander through streets more narrow and darker than -alleys to where the massive gray battlements of the ancient city walls -lift their sombre, jagged towers to greet the moon. - -Inquisitive sentinels, Mauser rifle in hand, walk here to turn -intruders back, but by exercising discretion glimpses may be obtained -of tiny balconies ensconced in nooks and crannies high up in the wall -and overlooking the sea and the twinkling city. Perhaps a peep may be -had into the odd habitations within, with dusky senoritas gazing out -through a curtain of flowers and vines. This is a different San Juan -from that which promenades in the plaza: but not less interesting. - -All this Roderic Owen saw, nor was it the first time he had wandered -through the streets and byways of the strange old city. - -How vividly these scenes brought back to his mind the days and nights -of the past, when he had lived in a glow of love's young dream--still, -why need he sigh--the experience through which he had passed, bitter -though it had been, must have taught him a lesson, and since Love had -again taken up an abode in his heart, he could profit by it to forever -debar the little demon Jealousy from entering this holiest of holies. - -He wandered over the whole city. - -He even found means to enter some of the forts that frowned so -ferociously, and yet were but hollow mockeries, mounting few modern -guns. - -Here were evidences still of the damage inflicted by Sampson's fleet -many weeks before--Spanish dilatory tactics had allowed dismounted guns -to lie where they had fallen, and Roderic was of the opinion that it -must have been rather warm around those regions at the time. - -There was something of a bustle of preparation in the city, since it -had become known that General Miles and an American army had landed on -the south shore of the island. - -Still the Spaniards did not expect to make a desperate resistance like -Blanco had declared Havana would show. - -When the Yankee army reached San Juan and the terrible battle ships -appeared again in the offing doubtless they would gracefully submit to -the inevitable and yield up their arms. - -Meanwhile there was the usual bluster and braggadocio as to what they -meant to do with the Yankee pigs once they were induced to enter the -trap which the Spanish commander had so cunningly spread. - -They would be extravagantly comical, these bold soldiers of Spain, if -they were not so very serious in what they declared. - -Roderic laughed in his sleeve at the awful threats so openly made -in street and cafe, wherever two or more soldiers came together--in -imagination he pictured the overwhelming rush of regulars and -volunteers in blue, just as they had gone into the Spaniards at Caney -and San Juan hill--one such mad swoop and he was ready to swear to it -that the Porto Rican capital would be carried. - -Brag is a good dog, but Holdfast a better. - -Roderic did not use his whole time in tramping about the city. - -He made several visits to people who had been in communication with -the Washington authorities, influential English residents or even -native Porto Ricans who knew what was written by Destiny upon the wall, -and longed for the blessed day to dawn when Liberty would descend upon -the sons and daughters of the Antilles. - -His object was not to get information concerning the resources of the -garrison. - -All those points he was able to pick up for himself in his round of the -city and forts. - -As a government official he had come to San Juan, and it was in this -capacity he conferred with these influential citizens. - -When he had finally accomplished all that was expected of him in this -direction, Roderic threw off the burden of responsibility. - -He was now free to think once more of his own personal affairs, to let -the vision of Georgia's lovely face occupy his mind as it had his heart. - -How he longed to see her. - -How fitting it seemed that the romance of his life, that had obtained -its first lease in San Juan, should complete the circuit there, amid -these well remembered scenes. - -It was concert night. - -Even with a hostile army marching against the capital these Spanish -soldiers, who, as old campaigners laughed at fate, did not mean to be -cheated out of their usual pleasure. - -Among the throngs on the plaza Roderic sauntered, looking eagerly for -the face his heart yearned to see. - -Some few discreet people had left the capital and gone away, pending -the anticipated bombardment; but the grand rush of panic stricken -fugitives would not begin until the first shell from the Yankee fleet -came screaming into town. - -It had been so on the previous occasion, and those who for five hours -that morning saw the steady, jostling, excited, almost demoralized -stream of humanity that poured along the one road leading out of San -Juan, many carrying their most cherished household possessions upon -their backs, would never forget the remarkable spectacle. - -Roderic's search was however, not without some result, for he had -several glimpses of his cousin Cleo in the crowd. - -She hung upon the arm of Captain Beven, and Miss Becky was of course -along. - -Having heard so much of the gaiety to be found in Porto Rico's capital -the ladies had had curiosity enough to come ashore. - -Who could blame them, when listening to the delightful strains of -melody, and amid such enchanting and romantic surroundings as the many -tinted houses fronting the grand plaza afforded! - -Not Roderic, surely. - -He thought it wise not to make his presence known, as it might -seriously compromise his safety in this hostile city. - -Nevertheless his eyes were frequently drawn toward the trio, and -somehow rested upon the face of his Virginia cousin with a peculiar -satisfaction. - -If Cleo was not divinely handsome like Georgia she had a fine figure -and carried her head like an American queen, so that any man might feel -proud to claim kinship with her. - -Roderic noticed how eagerly she looked around. - -At first he had the assurance to wonder whether she could be seeking -him in the crowd, and man-like was beginning to even feel flattered at -the idea when he noticed that those whom she scrutinized so eagerly -were of the gentler sex, wives and daughters of San Juan's better class -of citizens. - -Then it flashed upon him that she hoped to discover Georgia in the -midst of the throng. - -He dared not follow out this thought to its legitimate conclusion, lest -it make him appear egotistical even in his own eyes. - -That Georgia must have reached the city he knew full well, for with his -own eyes he had seen the Sterling Castle in the harbor. - -If that were not evidence quite sufficient here was Jerome as big as -life, sauntering about the plaza, the object of adoration on the part -of the whole female population, and of malice, envy and black hatred -on the part of the military beaux who saw in this Adonis a rival to be -feared. - -Roderic mentally pictured the inevitable outcome and in anticipation -enjoyed Jerome's downfall. - -"He will discover it a different matter flirting with the daughters of -Porto Rico. I am ready to swear my dandy Lord High Admiral will ere -long find himself ducked in some fragrant frog pond, if no greater evil -befalls him," was what Owen concluded. - -Nor was he a particle sorry, since Jerome had long played the heartless -role of an adventurer, and many had suffered because of his belief that -the world owed him a living. - -The evening wore on, and Roderic began to imagine he was doomed to -disappointment. - -Lovely faces he had seen, but not the one for which his heart yearned. - -Some of the ladies wore veils, their exceeding modesty preventing them -from showing their faces in such a mixed assemblage, a custom that -undoubtedly descended from royal blood desirous of being distinguished -from the plebeian. - -Still Roderic had full assurance that his eyes could discover -the girl he loved, even though she stood among a score of veiled -companions--there is an individuality in the carriage, little -peculiarities about the movement of hands and head that appeal to the -keen eye of Love, and cannot be mistaken. - -So Roderic, wise man, reasoned, as with a single glance he decided that -this one or that was not Georgia. - -So others of his sex have decided in times past, and mayhap paid the -penalty of their folly. - -As the secret agent was cruising around that side of the plaza where -the band had taken up its quarters, while making a last selection, he -received a shock without the least warning by suddenly coming face to -face with a dashing looking Spaniard whose gay dress proclaimed him -some public performer. - -Roderic gritted his teeth at sight of his yellow skinned adversary of -the past, for this was no other than Julio, the handsome dancer of the -_bolero_, a man whose life had been one long succession of conquests in -the arena of Love, and over whom half the town had at times gone wild. - -He had _gitano_ or gypsy blood in his veins, through his mother, which -doubtless accounted in a measure for the _diablerie_ of his appearance, -and his success among the fair sex, for there is to many women a -fascination in anything bordering upon the tempestuous, the wild and -eerie. - -It was only natural that Roderic, coming thus upon the man he had -hated so bitterly in the past, should grind his teeth and feel a mad -desire to plant his fist square between those black dare devil eyes -that had wrought such accursed mischief for years back. - -Then he remembered that it was all a mistake--that he had no valid -reason for assaulting the idol of San Juan save in the capacity of a -general defender of the weaker sex, a modern Don Quixote, and that -would hardly be politic. - -Drawn by an attraction he could never explain, he sauntered after the -_bolero_ dancer, who had evidently come out of some casino near by, -after his performance was done, in order to enjoy the music of the -military band--come out without changing his garments, which gave him -the picturesque swagger so admired among those of his blood; and the -red silk sash that was knotted at his left hip, the ends trailing -almost to the knee, did not Roderic remember it well, and had he not -once vowed to some day use the same in strangling the gipsy dancer with -the devilish handsome face? - -Pshaw! that was long ago, when he was a poor fool, whom love had made -insane. - -Now he had learned his lesson well, and never again would he allow such -miserable suspicions to find lodgment in his breast. - -Georgia was as faithful as the stars, and the only reason he felt a -little bitterness toward this fellow was in sympathy with the past. - -As to jealousy, thank Heaven that evil weed had been forever plucked -out by the roots from the garden of his heart, and-- - -But there was Julio, up to his old tricks, flirting with one of Eve's -daughters. - -Roderic, still remembering the past, found himself indulging in a wild -hope that some indignant lover would set upon the gypsy dancer and give -him a taste of Spanish vengeance. - -Such however, did not happen. - -The girl who had answered his signal with a wave of her snowy kerchief -soon joined him, and together they pushed through the crowd as though -heading for a street that broke away from the plaza. - -Roderic had been close at hand, and his eyes were not closed--indeed, -just about this time they seemed to be unusually wide open, as though a -sudden avalanche of jealousy had swept over him. - -It was not because the companion of Julio was veiled that he watched -her so eagerly, so breathlessly--other women wore mantillas, and chose -to conceal their patrician faces from the common herd when walking the -plaza. - -What then? - -Love is not blind--Roderic had just now been declaring to himself that -he would easily be able to pick Georgia out from among a score of girls -whose features were hidden from view--and it was on this very account -that he shook from head to foot as though with the palsy. - -Dead--that old demon Jealousy once planted in the human breast is hard -indeed to slay. - -And Roderic again ground his teeth in fury, and followed in the wake -of Julio the _bolero_ dancer of San Juan because this veiled senorita -who took his arm and clung so confidingly there as they dodged through -the crowd had apparently the familiar figure and actions of the girl he -loved, the girl he had once jilted on account of this self same Spanish -heart smasher--Georgia de Brabant, maid of San Juan! - - - - -CHAPTER XVIII. - -JULIO DECLARES FOR WAR. - - -In this fair city of the Conquistadors, where Ponce de Leon laid a -foundation for the future Spanish colony, there may have been men -who for various causes felt the heat of anger surging through their -souls on this August night in the year of our Lord 1898; but it is -exceedingly problematical whether one among them experienced such a -terrible volcano raging in their heart as did Roderic Owen when the -first suspicion burst upon him that Julio's companion was the beautiful -girl who had after estrangement again promised to be his honored wife. - -The shock almost took his breath away, it was so keen, so cruel, and -found him so unprepared. - -Then came a revulsion of feeling--it could not be so--Georgia -was true, she was loving and faithful--this was only a wretched -coincidence--surely there were women in San Juan who possessed figures -on the same order as hers, and who even made those familiar little -gestures--women were pretty much alike with regard to such things, just -as a dozen cats may all make the same graceful leaps, together with the -peculiar little motions so characteristic the world over. - -Still he followed Julio--for the life of him he could not help that, -no matter how thoroughly convinced he might be that it was no affair of -his--there was a terrible fascination in the game, as though he were -playing with dynamite. - -And so the pendulum swung again, his eyes being still glued upon the -girl, once more he found himself the prey to suspicions. - -In vain he endeavored to throttle them, as his better nature arose -in arms--like Banquo's ghost they would not down--every movement the -girl made that reminded him of Georgia was like a wicked stab in the -region of his heart, and when he saw the daring Julio pick up her -kerchief which had fallen from her hand, and press it to his lips very -cavalierly ere returning it, Roderic had a great desire to rush upon -the _bolero_ dancer and knock him down--indeed, just at that minute he -thought he had good cause for hammering him in lusty Anglo Saxon style. - -But Roderic was not jealous--oh! no, he had cast that monster out of -his heart for good, and meant to have no more of him--only he had a -very queer sensation seize upon him, and felt as though it was only -just and right, both to Georgia and himself, that he should settle this -matter then and there. - -This could only be done in one way, by looking upon the girl's face. - -He was firmly resolved to do this, come what might--Julio would -doubtless resent the impertinence, for Julio was a fighter, having once -been a _toreador_ in the bull ring--what of that, if only he could -discover the truth one way or the other? - -A fellow in his frame of mind thinks little of danger, the careless -snap of his fingers perhaps. - -What fools Cupid does make of men--even those who would appear to be -the best balanced go quite off the handle when the little god finds -lodgment in their bosoms. - -At any rate Owen had now thrown away all other fancies and was -studiously following this couple as might an Indian his intended prey. - -Given a little time and he recovered, at least in a fair measure, the -coolness that usually characterized his actions. - -He even lighted a cheroot, realizing that a Spaniard such as he -represented would appear singular without a weed of some sort dangling -from his lip. - -Apparently Julio had lost all interest in the military strains that -throbbed and pulsated upon the night air--when lovely women entered the -game the _bolero_ dancer threw other thoughts to the four winds--he -might be a lover of music but above all else he was a beau. - -The couple evidently intended quitting the plaza, and plunging down -into one of the streets that would lead them to that other section of -town, where fashion never troubled, and where the poorer element had -their quarters--a section that would especially appeal to the eye of -the artist and the newspaperman seeking quaint scenes for the portrayal -of Spanish characteristics. - -Roderic was quite ready to follow--indeed, in his present frame of mind -it would not matter whither he went so long as that lithesome figure -tantalized him like a will-o'-the-wisp. - -All he wanted was an opportunity to see her face, to satisfy himself -one way or the other, to quell this devilish spirit raging in his -breast, or failing that to let the fury find an outlet. - -One way or the other, however fortune might decide it, he felt that a -result must be reached. - -Having taken the reins in his hands again and curbed the unruly team -that would have carried him headlong to a speedy rupture of the peace, -Roderic became outwardly cool. - -He aroused his old professional instincts to action, and endeavored to -forget that the case was more to him than the usual run. - -Thus he noticed that while Julio could never be anything but a -gallant and a beau, he did not attempt any familiarities with his -companion--that there seemed to be a certain amount of respect on his -part such as he seldom showed toward those who had succumbed to the -charm of his fascinating presence. - -Score one point in favor of Julio. - -It might be of advantage when the curtain was rung up for the final -act, for should this desperate, jealousy-racked lover who followed at -his heels be given an opportunity to get at that long throat of his, -the Maccarena dancer would have ample need of every prayer his guardian -angel could bring forth. - -When the plaza with its gay crowds and its dashing music had been left -behind, Roderic knew his task had assumed new risks. - -The Spaniard is a suspicious mortal at his best, and Julio had been -embroiled in so many affairs with lovers, perhaps husbands also, that -he had to be constantly on the _qui vive_ lest one of these jealous -minded gentry lie in wait around a lonely corner, or creep up from -behind, dagger in hand. - -When one plays such a game as that of this fascinating beau, one must -accept the consequences, no matter what they entail--it is the price of -popularity among the fair sex. - -Hence, it might be expected that after they had been traversing these -narrow thoroughfares for some little time, Julio from frequent glances -thrown over his shoulder, would begin to notice how the shadow kept -upon his trail. - -This would arouse suspicion, and he might either vanish suddenly from -sight or else employ his popularity among a certain class of men to -bring Roderic into hot water. - -So far as this latter contingency was concerned, Roderic cared little -whether he were thrown up against a dozen of the unwashed of San Juan, -if he could only previously have the blessed knowledge that his fears -regarding Julio's veiled companion were groundless. - -In other words, such an assurance was of so great a value in his eyes -that he stood ready to accept the gravest of danger with a smile on his -face if only Georgia were true. - -He employed his usual tactics to prevent the other from suspecting -him, and being an adept at the business was able to be out of sight on -nearly every occasion when Julio twisted that long neck of his for a -glance toward the rear. - -This was all very well, but so far he had not advanced a single step -toward the elucidation of the mystery. - -Well, patience--everything comes to him who waits. - -Under ordinary conditions he could have applied this time-worn but -nevertheless true axiom to his own case, just as he had done on many -a previous occasion; but it was a different matter when his eyes were -eagerly watching each movement of the girl, and in his heart he prayed -that the bitter cup might pass from him. - -But something must be done. - -At any moment Julio and his modest companion might pass into one of the -houses in this quarter, and the door of which would consequently be -shut and barred in his face. - -It would serve of little avail then for him to suddenly be electrified -into action--he could pound upon the panels of the sturdy door and -demand admittance in the most lusty of tones, but the only answer -he might expect would be in a shower of dirty water from the upper -windows, a favorite method in vogue among the lower classes of Spain -when the tax gatherers or some other unwelcome visitor is knocking for -admission. - -Desperation often hurries a man to action--the need of results one way -or another spurs even a laggard in the chase. - -Having now determined to assume all the risks with the expectation of -placing them upon a single die, Roderic changed his tactics. - -It was his desire to overtake the dancer and by a bold movement snatch -the veil from the head of his companion. - -Of course this would be the signal for war, since Julio always had -a chip upon his shoulder; but Roderic was willing to accept the -consequences, so long as the terrible suspense was ended. - -He began to slip up on the Spaniard, and with all his faculties aroused -Roderic was able to carry this part of his programme out to perfection. - -The streets were far from deserted--in places even crowds could be -seen, doubtless eagerly discussing the great events overhanging San -Juan, with an American army landed on Porto Rico soil--for by this time -the dreadful news had come of Santiago's fall and the total destruction -of Cervera's fleet, so that Spanish respect for Yankee valor was rising -fast--first Dewey, then Sampson and last of all Shafter, to be followed -by Miles. - -Owen was now but three paces behind the couple, and could almost hear -what they said, though their voices were exceedingly low. - -His former diagnosis of the case was strengthened by a closer -survey--in height, and figure Julio's companion was exactly a -counterpart of Georgia--add to this the peculiar little individualities -such as usually mark a woman's personality and the fact that this man -had once before come between them, what fault could be found with -Roderic for suspecting? - -Well, the time had come for action. - -That miserable gauze had baffled him long enough, and he was determined -to know the worst, Julio to the contrary. - -Before the Spaniard could guess what was in the wind Roderic had darted -to the side of the girl, while his eager hand reached out and seized -upon her veil in a ruthless grasp. - -He heard her give a little scream as though terrorized at his boorish -act. - -For this Owen, being chivalrous by nature of the blood that had -descended from Irish kings, hated himself most earnestly--nevertheless -this feeling did not prevent him from following out the design that -actuated his movements, even as it had become a very part of his -existence. - -Though the fate of nations hung in the balance, yes, even should his -own life pay the penalty for his rashness--and this is by all odds the -highest stake a man can play--he was resolved to settle this question -once for all. - -So he snatched away the veil. - -He no longer breathed--in that dread moment when his hopes of a whole -future hung in the balance he seemed actually to have been changed into -stone. - -So Lot's wife must have been petrified as she turned to look back at -the burning city. - -When Roderic's eyes fell upon the face that had been concealed by -the veil they discovered rare beauty that was now stamped with alarm, -although some show of spirit flashed from the great midnight eyes as -indignation struggled with maidenly fear. - -But, praise be to Heaven, the girl though so beautiful as to vie with -his Georgia, was a stranger! - -His demon was laid! - -For that at least, thanks. - -And now the consequences of his daring act must be boldly met. - -Apologies, however profuse, do not count for much with hot blooded -Spaniards, with whom an insult demands a blow. - -Knowing this Roderic fully counted on prompt action on the part of the -ex _toreador_. - -Julio had met the rush of many a maddened bull in the arena, and could -himself do a little of that same when the occasion arose. - -He was naturally a trifle confused by the unexpected move on Roderic's -part, and this delay, short though it was, gave the other a chance to -pull himself together, to put the girl out of his mind altogether and -face Julio. - -The latter was trembling with fury, and thus far weakened his cause -just when he needed all coolness and a clear vision. - -He rattled out a shower of expletives, each one of which was as hot as -a live coal; but even this did not appear to annihilate his enemy. - -Julio had not been entirely idle while thus giving vent to his -spleen--the glint of steel in his hand told Owen that he had snatched -out a ready dagger, possibly concealed in his voluminous scarlet sash, -and was ready to sheathe it in the bosom of the unknown who had thrown -down the gauntlet. - -Roderic saw the point, and had already gone him one better, since he -held a blade more than a match for Julio's dagger, and moreover, knew -how to handle it like a juggler of India. - -"Senor, it was a mistake--I am ready to make ample apologies or -fight--just as you decide," he said in Spanish. - -The wolf would not be appeased by this sop. - -He demanded blood. - -It had been too grievous an insult to be forgiven, and besides, what -business has any self-respecting Spaniard to forgive anyhow? - -So Julio set out for war. - -When any man on earth seeks a disturbance, and selects an American -citizen for the object of his assault, he usually gets all he desires, -and very frequently good measure, pressed down and running over. - -So Julio, the pet dancer and one time idol of the San Juan bull ring, -brushing his female companion aside almost rudely, flung himself upon -the stranger with the ferocity of a panther, doubtless resolved to make -him pay for his audacity with his life. - - - - -CHAPTER XIX. - -BY WAY OF THE BALCONY. - - -Julio had doubtless made other calculations during his life, only to -find them turn out Dead Sea fruit. - -In this case his confidence was on a par with the natural ferocity of -his disposition, but as frequently happens, he overshot the mark. - -Roderic met his assault and went him one better--he turned the -Spaniard's eager blade aside with the quick movement of one to the -manner born. - -No doubt Julio was surprised, but he never let anything interfere with -business. - -A second rush, another rebuff. - -This was growing monotonous--really, it began to look as though the -unknown cavalier might be playing with him. - -Nothing could arouse the devil in a Spanish heart quicker than this -suspicion. - -Humiliation is to the proud don worse than any other ill save -death--relieve him from this indignity and you can have all else. - -So Julio, instead of taking warning from the ease with which his -assaults were turned aside, instead of calling upon his patron saint -for protection should this master of the steel turn the tables and -begin to assail him, only swore the harder and went recklessly into the -push. - -Their little imbroglio had by this time attracted considerable -attention. - -Men called out to one another and came hurrying pell mell to the -scene--fond of cock fights and the meeting of bull and _toreadors_ -in the arena, these fellows hailed a street brawl as a special -dispensation of Providence on their behalf. - -Already a ring was forming, a ring composed of dark visaged men, some -Spanish soldiers, others natives of the noble city of San Juan, but all -desirous of observing the exciting drama that was being played as if -especially for their particular benefit. - -All of which was bad for Roderic. - -No matter what measure of success followed his engagement with Julio, -he was apt to find it a serious matter to escape an encounter with -these hangers on, whose sympathies seemed to be with the dancer, -judging from the way in which his name was coupled with cries of direct -encouragement. - -These same bravos urged Julio to make a third vicious attack where -prudence might have suggested that he cover his weakness by falling -back on the defense. - -Roderic thought the farce had gone far enough--he was desirous -of leaving the locality ere it became too hot for a man of his -description; and besides, there was at least a small chance that this -impassioned athlete who struck out so blindly, regardless of his own -uncovered condition, might inflict an accidental wound. - -So he locked horns with the Spaniard and tripped him up. - -Julio never knew how it was done, for he was a pigmy in the hands of a -master. - -He felt some tremendous power seize upon his person so that he was -borne irresistibly backward; at the same time a sudden acute thrill of -agony in his right wrist caused him to drop his knife as though it had -been scorching his fingers. - -"Senor Julio," said the voice in his ear, "again I say it was all a -mistake--again I apologize for my hasty action. You have defended your -honor as became a true son of Spain! There is no need of our seeking -each other's life. I am satisfied that I have met a brave man. Let us -separate in peace." - -This was said with such fervor as became a loyal subject of young -Alphonso--it carried such a subtle vein of flattery in the adroit words -that even the fiery son of Mars Julio was proving himself to be might -have been mollified, only that a discovery flashed upon him at this -critical juncture. - -It was singular enough that he should set his eyes upon an odd looking -seal ring worn by his late antagonist, and at this particular moment -too of all times. - -Julio had never forgotten that ring--indeed, he had carried a rough -impression of it upon his cuticle for a week or more, as a gentle -reminder of Roderic's ability as a boxer, for it seems that the two -rivals had indeed once come to blows in those days of old, though -separated quickly by mutual friends. - -However, such an impression is apt to be lasting--Julio had seen the -queer device of that signet ring many times in his dreams, so that its -unexpected appearance just now and here was a rude shock. - -Roderic saw the stare and while at first he could not comprehend its -import, when he too cast his eyes upon his hand he remembered. - -This was worse than he had expected--his identity known to Julio what -would prevent the hasty tempered Spaniard, who still owed him a grudge -for the blow received long ago, from publicly announcing his name to -the soldiers, who would pounce upon him like mad dogs. - -He had expected at the worst to be treated as a Spaniard--now the -bubble had burst. - -Was it to be flight? - -Involuntarily he looked around him--the circle had doubled, aye, even -trebled, and to break through such a compact mass would require the -battering powers of a giant. - -What then? - -Must he draw his revolver and simply sell his life as dearly as -possible? - -It may be sweet to die for one's country, but most men much prefer to -live, especially when health and wealth and honor are their inheritance -by right of birth. - -Roderic never felt less like giving up the ghost in all his life than -he did just then. - -He had been far down below zero up to the moment when he discovered -that it was not Georgia who accompanied Julio, and then of a sudden his -spirits took a bound that sent them away above fever heat; life assumed -a rosy hue, and happiness came again within his grasp. - -A man of remarkable resources in emergencies, Roderic felt no dismay -paralyze his limbs when he discovered how next to impossible it was -that he make his escape through the crowd. - -There were other methods. - -He had made it a rule in life never to depend wholly upon one source of -income--to avoid the mistake of putting all his eggs in one basket. - -Julio's scattered wits came back. - -He even smiled, but there was a devil in that smirk; a gleam in his -eyes that told of gloating triumph. - -He had been easily beaten in the little game of the knife, but there -were still trump cards up his sleeve--he laughed loudest who laughed -last, and the time had come for him to settle that long standing -debt--the scar of that wound had burned like wild fire every time he -looked at it, but it would cease to cry out for satisfaction after this -August night. - -"Aha! Senor Owen, 'tis thus we meet again. You thought this lady was -your sweet Georgia--you took your life in your hands when you set out -to discover the truth. Again you have crossed my path--this time it -is your last. I shall turn to these brave soldiers of Spain and tell -them who you are. They will be very affectionate Senor Owen, they will -love you so well that every mother's son will want a portion of your -precious body to remember this night by. Have you anything to say -before I give the word?" - -Roderic remembered how the judge when about to pass sentence of death -used words like this. - -He was mute--it would avail nothing after all, and he did not intend -the Spaniard should have the satisfaction of hearing him plead. - -This trouble had come upon him through his own stupidity--the burning -in his chest, the unjust suspicions that found lodgment in his mind -urged him to take drastic measures in order to learn the truth; and now -that he had found out just what it all meant he should not complain if -it came hard. - -"Ho! he has lost his tongue--or his knowledge of the noble Spanish -language fails him. _Por Dios!_ we shall see how he can be made to -lift up his voice, to cry like a dog, to squeal like the pig he is, to -beg for mercy. Now Senor Hero of the Knife, take notice that it is I, -Julio, the Maccarena dancer and bull fighter who contemptuously tosses -you to the tender mercies of these gentlemen as I would a yellow cur." - -He turned to bawl his intelligence to the gaping crowd, to proclaim -the seeming dark faced stranger a wolf in sheep's clothing, one of the -hated Yengees who were coming to destroy everything. - -Before he could burst out with his startling tale however, the girl who -had accompanied him took a sudden part in the drama, springing forward -and catching hold of his arm as she cried: - -"You speak of Senor Owen, of Georgia--and a light breaks in upon my -mind. Julio, you _must_ not go further--this man should be safe from -your malice. He has not injured me--see, because of Leon I forgive -him--I even extend him my hand. Why not, when he loves the sister and -my heart belongs to the brother?" - -Then Roderic's turn came to be amazed, for these words informed him of -a strange fact--he remembered the story Georgia had told him of her -brother, and how Leon had been saved by the daughter of the Spanish -governor in charge of Morro Castle--fate had brought him face to face -with that devoted girl, and through her might he not learn where Leon -could be found? - -Julio was the only obstacle, and Julio, having been several times -thwarted in his designs for a personal vengeance upon this man who was -so closely associated with his past could not be easily placated. - -A pretty woman might have considerable influence over him under -ordinary conditions, but just now he wanted blood and was bound to have -his desires fulfilled. - -Accordingly he brushed the girl aside in an ugly manner that betrayed -his nasty temper--brushed her away as carelessly as one might dispose -of a fly that persisted in annoying the early morning nap of a sybarite. - -Then he gave tongue, denouncing the other in unmeasured terms as -a Yankee spy come to wreck their forts, to betray the city, to do -anything and everything that was dreadful in the eyes of good loyal -Spaniards. - -It made quite a striking scene, with the picturesque Julio in his -dashing garb thus violently shouting his private opinion of Yankees -in general and the one before them in particular, while the beautiful -daughter of Morro's governor was clinging to his gesticulating arm and -endeavoring to overcome his mad language, the crowd meanwhile beginning -to shout answering cries that announced their quick grasp of the -situation. - -Roderic would not soon forget that picture, if he lived through the -adventure. - -Again he owed much to that love of fair play predominating in the -breast of gentle woman. - -It had however, gone beyond any power on her part to prevent an -explosion. - -If he escaped with a whole skin it must be through his own exertions. - -Fortunately he was able to grasp the situation and bring order out of -seeming chaos. - -The one sweeping glance which he had taken around had told him of an -avenue where a desperate man could find a chance. - -As in many parts of San Juan the houses in this narrow _calle_ were -rich in the possession of balconies--Spaniards would be lost without -some such addition to their homes, for the women live half of the time -upon these overhanging galleries. - -The sound of angry voices in the street had brought a number of people -out, and they were curious spectators of what followed. - -Chance, or Providence, as you will, had taken Roderic directly -underneath one of these balconies. - -By raising his hands above his head he could just touch it. - -To an agile man it was a small matter to give an upward leap and secure -a firm grasp above; nor did he consider it any extraordinary feat to -draw himself over the railing after the manner of an athlete. - -Cries of astonishment announced that his intention had become known to -the crowd, and almost paralyzed them. - -Mingled with these exclamations were shouts of rage from those more -disposed to action. - -Julio, being the nearest was the first to make a spring for the swaying -body of the Yankee, but miscalculating the pendulum movement of his -body he was just in time to receive the full impetus of his forward -swing. - -As a consequence he took a sudden tumble, bringing up in the arms of -the nearest soldiers. - -Roderic had good intentions, and was not to be thwarted by such minor -disturbances. - -This must be looked upon only as an incident, one of those petty -affairs which, when grasped in the general run of events are to be -throttled and cast aside. - -He continued his movement as unconcernedly as though it were a private -instead of a public exhibition, which feature was one of the strongest -points in Owen's general make up. - -Several of the soldiers seemed to have some common sense about them, -or at least found inspiration in the action led by Julio, for they too -made a forward movement, intending to clutch hold of Roderic's swaying -body ere he could snatch it out of their reach. - -That they were unsuccessful in this endeavor was not so much -their fault as their misfortune, since no one could doubt the -hearty enthusiasm with which they meant to pull the Yankee's leg, -an undertaking in general at which Spanish regulars are usually -proficient, especially those who have attained officer's rank. - -The girl came between them and their intended victim--she had saved one -Yankee from barbarous treatment at the hands of her people, and having -thus entered the field as a champion of the oppressed, considered that -she might as well continue her labors. - -Of course she could not effectually bar the enthusiastic rush of the -military forces, but for a few seconds she served as an obstacle to -their forward movement, and even that brief time was enough for Roderic. - -He completed his deal. - -There was at least some satisfaction in the knowledge that he stood -temporarily out of the reach of those who would destroy him. - -A partial success brings with it new difficulties, new problems to be -solved, and one must be always ready to grapple with the forces that -are thrown to the front. - -Owen did not consider that he had taken more than the first step toward -safety. - -The wolves were just below, clamoring for his blood, for his sudden -flight had crystalized the various shouts into one mad outburst of rage. - -So far as he knew there was nothing to prevent some of them from -copying his example; he judged there must be athletes enough in the -throng for this business. - -It was not his purpose to remain there upon the balcony, and meet all -comers in a Greco-Roman wrestle for the mastery. - -He had started to escape, and it were useless lingering longer in view -of the rapidly growing throng. - -One way was open to him, through the house to which the balcony was -attached. - - - - -CHAPTER XX. - -A RENDEZVOUS AT THE TOBACCONIST'S. - - -Some men have a passion for the uncertainties of chance--they delight -in wagering all they possess in the shape of filthy lucre on the turn -of a die. - -Doubtless such inveterate gamesters might have found some satisfaction -in Roderic's position when, upon turning from the friendly balcony he -pitched himself and his fortunes through the open window of the house. - -All was uncertainty before him, and the seventh daughter of a seventh -daughter would have found it extremely difficult to declare just what -turn fortune's wheel was about to take for him. - -Roderic himself experienced no pleasure in this groping in the dark, -and would have been much better satisfied could he have known just what -lay before him. - -However, there be times when one must accept philosophically whatever -favors the Fates choose to toss us as they go swinging past--times when -action is the only resource left, and even at that one needs be wide -awake in order to take advantage of the opportunity. - -When he burst into the apartment Roderic heard a feminine shriek, but -his only thought was a door of some sort that would give him egress. - -Fortunately he found this, more through good luck than anything else. - -It brought him to a hall. - -Few though the seconds had been since his departure from the balcony, -he could already hear the lusty blows that were being delivered upon -the door of the house, which, unless of far better material than the -average doors in San Juan must speedily succumb before the vigorous -assault. - -This meant that should he descend to the lower strata in search of an -outlet by way of court or garden or rear exit of some sort he might be -just in time to be overwhelmed by the inflowing tide of eager hustling -citizens and soldiers. - -At the same time it would never do to stand still and lose what little -advantage he had gained. - -Perhaps even now some of his enemies were clambering up to the balcony, -since he had shown them the way. - -Roderic had at least retarded pursuit from that quarter by closing -the door after quitting the apartment from whence the dismal shrieks -sounded in a high pitched female voice, and the others might not prove -so successful in finding the opening as he had been. - -He knew the peculiarities of Spanish houses. - -In all probability there was some means of reaching the roof, though -he hardly expected to find an _azotea_ with its flowers and place for -lounging, as in the better class of more isolated dwellings. - -Thus it came to pass that Roderic found himself crawling through an -opening at the top of a ladder, and thus reaching the outer air. - -His enemies were giving tongue with all the eagerness of a pack of -hounds, and the quick and thrilling pulsation of blows announced that -as yet the stubborn door had failed to yield before their vigorous -assault. - -Just then, however, a crash followed by a chorus of whoops and much -laughter declared that success had finally rewarded their efforts. - -Immediately the house would be swarming with the seekers after Yankee -blood--like rats they would dart hither and thither, leaving no stone -unturned in their eagerness to find that which was lost. - -Roderic gave them his blessing. - -He had surveyed the situation and laid out his plan of action like a -wise general. - -It was necessary that he crawl over a number of roofs before he could -think of endeavoring to touch ground again. - -This he managed to accomplish without discovery from the street, and -on the whole he had reason to be thankful that no curious eyes had -fastened upon him from neighboring buildings. - -Meanwhile the searchers were having a merry time of it in the house -that had been made the object of their assault--it sounded as if Bedlam -had broken loose in that quarter, and the shrieks of the terrorized -maiden lady formed but a small proportion of the chorus that arose. - -Roderic had found his opportunity to leave the roof and reach a -friendly deserted balcony. - -From this to the ground was but a small undertaking, and he managed to -accomplish it with the utmost ease. - -Thus triumph had followed his line of action. - -He was now free to return to the plaza or seek the humble abode of his -friend, under the roof of which he could rest in peace. - -This should apparently have been his first thought, but his action -indicated that it was far removed from his mind. - -Not that he was in such a reckless mood as to invite a fresh attack -from these desperadoes of the San Juan streets--Roderic had simply -become impressed with a bright idea and was bent upon carrying it out. - -He had not forgotten that a wonderful fortune placed him in -communication with the very girl whom he desired to meet--the only one -who could tell him where to find Leon de Brabant, because she had fled -with him and was in all probability his wife. - -Such a golden opportunity should not be neglected. - -Fortune had been kind but the same chance might not occur again. - -To have a few words with her, to appoint a place of future meeting, was -the magnet that held Owen to the spot even when ordinary discretion -should have demanded that he leave the dangerous neighborhood post -haste. - -It would not be the first time on record that a charming woman's -presence has nailed a man to danger's cross, and so long as the world -lasts will the story be repeated. - -He did not believe there was much chance of his identity being -discovered, especially if he could avoid the keen eye of that same -Julio who had penetrated his disguise before. - -In appearance he did not differ to any material extent from the -majority of those to be seen in the streets of San Juan. - -Besides, all attention was at present centred on the luckless dwelling -that was being overhauled by a miscellaneous assortment of soldiers and -civilians. Some of these enthusiasts had even clambered out upon the -roof and were eagerly searching for the fugitive in that quarter. - -Wise men have before this time been known to lock the stable door after -the horse was stolen. - -Roderic was now among those who stood in the calle and chattering like -a collection of magpies, kept their regards fastened upon the wretched -house whose balcony had tempted the Yankee and thus precipitated -trouble. - -His one thought of course, was the girl--had she flitted from the spot -because the clamor had alarmed her soul? - -Perhaps she was not so unfamiliar with scenes of confusion, since her -father had been the governor of famous old Morro Castle, under the -walls of which many a remarkable event has occurred since the days of -the Virginius affair, when American filibusters were shot down by order -of the Spanish authorities. - -At any rate she was still there, watching the house where so much -clamor arose, twisting and untwisting her little hands in nervous -anxiety. - -Thanks to Roderic's vandal hand her pretty face was no longer screened -by a veil, and more than one rough soldier drank in the outlines of her -charming features with avidity. - -She was evidently deeply concerned in the outcome of the search. - -Roderic should feel flattered at this evidence of approval from so -sincere a source. - -It was no time, however, to indulge in any foolish speculations, or -allow his masculine vanity a chance to arise. - -Julio was still on deck, and since his eyesight was apparently as -sound as ever, despite his rough treatment at the hands of the Yankee, -it would be a wretched mistake to again come under his withering -observation, for on this occasion no friendly balcony might offer him -an asylum from the outstretched hands of the bolero dancer's excited -allies. - -So Roderic approached the spot where stood the girl--he must exchange -words with her, no matter what the risk or the consequences--at least -it was necessary that some rendezvous be appointed where he could -engage her more fully in conversation. - -With this set object in view he drew near, and watching his opportunity -whispered: - -"Senorita--Leon's sister--turn this way!" - -She must have heard him, for she immediately forgot to watch the house -that was being searched, and fastened her eyes on him. - -Roderic, fearing lest she might by means of some unwise exclamation -draw Julio's attention to him, had a finger on his lips, indicating -caution. - -He saw her start and knew she immediately suspected his identity. - -Time was most valuable, and it was utterly out of the question for -him to learn what he desired while laboring under such serious -disadvantages. - -Besides, it was folly to run any more risk than was absolutely -necessary, and with such a good hater as the dashing _bolero_ dancer -only three yards away, every second he remained there increased his -danger. - -At any rate he could not blame Leon for falling in love with such -a charming creature as the governor's daughter--Roderic considered -himself a fair judge of beauty, even if he were not a connoisseur, -and he saw a vision of loveliness before him that might easily have -disturbed the sternest old anchorite. - -Another thing--he discovered traces of distinct resemblance between -this girl and the handsome Julio, so that a suspicion as to their -possible relationship flashed into his mind. - -"Never mind how I escaped--I am here to speak to you. My object in -entering this city is to find Leon--you must take me to him--it is -the price of my happiness with Georgia--when and where can I see you -again--appoint a _rendezvous_, I pray you." - -This is what he said hastily almost in her pretty ear--she was quick of -comprehension, and by the look upon her face he knew she had grasped -the situation. - -One glance she shot toward Julio, who just at the moment seemed deeply -engrossed with the antics of the men who were running over the roofs -like a lot of monkeys. - -Roderic pressed even closer, eager to hear what she might say, since it -concerned his future state as connected with Georgia. - -"At Senor Pedro Sanchez the tobacconist, on the Grand Plaza--at eight -o'clock--to-morrow--_Madre de Dios_ protect you, senor! Do not longer -delay!" - -It was enough. - -He knew he could find the place and keep the appointment. Her warning -was well timed too, for just as he turned away Julio came to her side. - -It was a rare piece of good fortune that had kept him away thus long. - -Julio seemed uneasy and suspicious--he even glanced sharply at every -one near by as though some inward monitor warned him he was being -outgeneraled. - -The bystanders were to all appearances quite innocent of wrong -intentions, and he could not run after the man who walked away so -composedly, demanding that he then and there give an account of -himself--those in whose veins bounds the hot blood of Spain stand no -such peremptory challenges as that, and the answer just as likely as -not would be the drawn arm, the glint of polished steel, the thud of a -_cuchillo_ striking home--ugh! he wanted not of that sort. - -Oh! yes, Julio knew all about this, for his education while neglected -in some other particulars was quite up to date when it came to the stir -and danger of war--he had been through many a little engagement himself -during his checkered career, and knew just what he would do under -similar conditions. - -Wherefore his exceeding caution. - -It was the development of this trait that had given Julio so long a -lease on life in spite of his many entanglements. - -Roderic now made it his business to quit the stirring locality. - -Little he cared to what lengths the mob went in their vigorous -search--they could tear the old town wide open; but he had good reason -to doubt whether they would receive any reward, since it was himself -they sought, and he had high hopes of continuing to avoid their -clutches. - -The morning would find him on the plaza, with his eyes fastened -upon the tobacconist's jaunty little shop--did he not know it well, -for had he not many a time in the past loitered in that same queer -establishment, selecting prime weeds from Senor Pedro's carefully -arranged stock, and discussing the affairs of the universe with the -white bearded philosopher who guided the destinies of the rendezvous -where men met and formed plans and sought advice. - -Ah! that was in the good days of long ago, before San Juan had heard -the deep growl of hostile Yankee guns, before it was a capital offense -to be known as an American in Porto Rico--halcyon days when Love's -brush painted all around him a rosy hue, when life's horizon knew no -cloud. - -Since then he had suffered much, but thank heaven it seemed as though -the old state was about to once more come upon him, and gold is doubly -precious when refined by fire. - -The clamor and confusion was left behind as he passed along various -narrow streets, heading once again toward the Plaza Cristobal Colon. - -Minor things attracted him as in the happy past when he knew no -care--he even stopped where the sound of guitars announced some -entertainment under a canvas shelter, and found his old acquaintances -the gypsies in their weird dance, dark skinned sons and daughters of -the warm Sierra Morena valleys. - -Other scenes, common enough in this section of the capital, drew his -attention, and he found a peculiar joy in watching two humble lovers, -he with his sturdy arm about the maiden's waist, strolling along just -beyond. - -Well satisfied with what had come to pass on this particular night -Roderic reached the cottage home of his Cuban friend, and giving the -signal knock was admitted. - -Wearied in body yet with a mind relieved from all care he sought and -found rest in sleep. - -With the coming of morning he was astir. - -Every one rises early in San Juan, for there is life and vigor in the -bracing air, a tonic that becomes a necessity to these people who live -in a semi-tropical region that has never known frost, and where midday -is stifling. - -Roderic had more than ordinary reasons for rising early on this -morning--one can look with considerable pleasure upon that day whose -dawn promises to usher in the greatest blessing on earth for him, and -this was the extent of his hopes in connection with the governor's -daughter who had saved Leon. - -When he issued forth he found that an unusual stir pervaded the town. - -Some military movement was on the _tapis_, and he presumed that it -could only be one of considerable importance, judging from the bustle -that pervaded even this portion of the town. - -Maneuvers were usually confined to those sections where the streets -were wider and a better class of citizens could enjoy the brilliant -spectacle; for no soldiers like appreciation more than those of Spain. - -Curiosity might have led Roderic to look into this matter a little more -deeply, but just at present he had his time well occupied, and besides, -it mattered very little to General Miles what the soldier garrison of -San Juan did, since they were doomed to capture at no distant day, -squirm and struggle as they pleased. - -Breakfast first, and this he secured at a cafe where many men had -gathered to drink their coffee and talk over the exciting events about -to transpire in the Antilles. They had no hesitation in expressing -sympathy with the American arms for this was not Cuba--even the Spanish -soldiers in Porto Rico had a leaning toward the Yankees--there was -far less bitterness shown than in Havana, for the people were more -independent. The sensation of liberty was in the air, and men seemed -to feel the new strength that was soon to make them a section of the -Western giant--they had known for some time what Destiny had in store -for Porto Rico, and patiently awaited the glorious dawn of that blessed -day, instead of the useless struggles of years, that would sap their -powers, and blight their beloved land, even as Cuba had been, with the -incendiary's torch and the bushwhacker's rifle. - -The day for their reward was coming, and once the stars and stripes -had been planted on Spain's colony's sacred soil, it was there to stay, -whether that land be Cuba, Porto Rico, the Ladrones or the far away -Philippines. - -It was now near the hour when he had agreed to meet the girl, so -Roderic made his way toward the plaza. While this place lacked much -of the charm that is always associated with myriads of lights, moving -gayly dressed throngs and stirring open air concerts, it was full of -people about this hour of the day since the summer sun would chase -people indoors long before noon. - -He came down in the quarter where the quaint little shop of the -tobacconist was to be found, and kept his eyes eagerly on the alert for -a figure that would, as he remembered, remind him of Georgia's. - - - - -CHAPTER XXI. - -THE MONSTER COMES AGAIN. - - -At first Roderic only met with disappointment, for while people were -continually passing, and some even went in and out of Senor Pedro's -little shop, none upon whom his observation fell seemed to bear any -resemblance to the one for whom he sought. - -This suspense only increased his eagerness. - -No doubt it would have been stronger had he expected to meet Georgia; -but his business on this August morning was closely connected with her -after all, since in the governor's daughter he saw, not a beautiful -girl who had fascinated him but a messenger bringing hopes of a bright -future. - -For once Roderic was unconscious of the fact that he seemed to be an -object of deep interest to some member of the fair sex seated on a -balcony not far away. - -She had her face partially concealed by the filmy lace so thoroughly a -part of a Spanish woman's toilet, and this she manipulated in such a -way that even a dear friend passing by might never have suspected her -identity. - -Something about Roderic appeared to have attracted her -attention--perhaps it was the fact of his haunting that immediate -vicinity, perhaps his manly showing that appealed to her heart, it -might even be possible that she believed she knew him. - -Many opportunities were given for a careful examination of his walk -and carriage, and the more this unknown senorita looked the deeper grew -her interest until at last she exclaimed softly, yet with no little -rapture: - -"_Madre de Dios!_ it is no other than he--there cannot be two men so -fashioned by Heaven, so perfect in figure, so brave in movement, so -altogether charming; but what does he seek--what the object of his -tramp back and forward?" - -Evidently milady of the balcony entertained the warmest affection for -the party whose identity she thought she had discovered under Roderic's -disguise. - -Her curiosity being aroused she began to cast about for some object -that would explain this sentinel tramp of the man on the plaza. - -It was not long before she decided that his interest was wholly taken -up with the little shop of the plaza tobacconist. - -Now doubtless the quaint establishment of Senor Pedro was a gem in its -way, and worthy of considerable notice--she chanced to know it well and -that many lovers were wont to designate it as a point near which they -appointed a rendezvous--indeed, certain tender memories even made her -gentle bosom heave, and a sigh escaped her lips as she looked again at -the shop. - -But there must be some other reason why this man of the striking -figure, and walk so energetic, so different from the usual run of -Spaniard or native Porto Rican should haunt the vicinity. - -"Ah! he expects some one--he has friends in San Juan he said--it is -a rendezvous for business. How little does he dream that eyes filled -with tender love are on him. I do not think I can much longer refrain -from letting him know--our old signal, ah! how he would hasten thither -did I but dare to give it. The temptation is irresistible. _Carramba!_ -I love him so, why should I resist since he is mine. How he will turn -and look around, and when I make one beckoning movement, ah, me, with -the speed of love he will fly to me. All else is forgotten--my hungry -heart clamors for the sound of his voice, which is life and light to -me. Yes, I will cast prudence to the winds--the spell of his presence -is over me--to feel the warm clasp of his hand, to hear his voice that -has haunted my dreams tell me again how he loves only me--ah, that -will be Heaven on earth. And to think I can enter Paradise just by one -little bird whistle--ah! what delightful suspense while I linger and -anticipate; but it is cruelty to him I love. So then, the signal that -has often in the past called him to my side." - -It chanced, however, that whatever this signal may have been she did -not make it just then. - -On the contrary, bending forward she watched the man on the plaza with -new interest, a different feeling having crept like an icy hand into -her heart. - -There was reason. - -Roderic's slow saunter had become a quick walk, and in his whole -attitude could be seen an eagerness that animated his frame--in a word -he had become electrified. - -No signal had been given, but his eyes had fallen upon a veiled female -figure that came along the plaza. - -They would meet in front of Senor Pedro's establishment, just as scores -of couples had met time without mind. - -This fact appeared to stamp itself upon the mind of the looker on--it -was apparently one of the first things she thought of. - -"The same place that was so sacred to me, and he goes to greet another -there. Am I awake or is this some terrible dream. See, they meet, he -holds out his hand--how eagerly he takes hers and raises it to his -lips. And she--I cannot see her face, but what is this--so like in -figure in her walk--surely my soul remains here on the balcony while my -human form has gone to meet its king. And yet--and yet, how can it be -so? Would to Heaven she might but remove her veil if but for one moment -that I might see whether I dream or really see him with another. Could -she have heard my wish--she raises her hand, she brushes aside the veil -as though he but had to ask the favor. Be still, treacherous, sorely -wounded heart. What beauty, what ravishing charms be in that face. And -how I could hate it if, perdition take the thought, it has come between -_us_!" - -All desire to give the signal had now fled. - -She simply crouched there in the balcony with a bruised heart, -smothering her groans, and watched the couple sauntering about the -plaza. - -Roderic, poor fellow, utterly unconscious of the fact that he was -giving pain to a heart that yearned for him, continued to promenade -with the governor's daughter. - -There were others on the plaza, and the couple attracted no particular -attention save from this one interested quarter. - -Of course he was deeply interested in what his companion was saying. - -It had a very intimate association with the happy and glorious future -he had mapped out for himself and the girl he loved. - -Perhaps his manner appeared devoted according to the film that jealousy -cast upon the eyes of she who watched from above. - -But surely Roderic did not mean it to be so. - -The governor's daughter came to him as a messenger, an angel bearing -good news, and as a gentleman how could he be other than attentive--who -could be a boor when his companion was a pretty woman? - -Alas! he little suspected how in the eager effort to further the cause -of his happiness he was heaping up coals of fire with which to inflict -torture upon himself and she whom he loved. - -When all had been told and arrangements made for a future meeting, the -girl left him. - -Roderic had imbibed some of the courtly ways of these people, and it -was not at all strange that he should again raise the hand she gave him -to his lips. - -The action however, might be misconstrued. - -He had heard much that interested him, and besides found desperate work -cut out ahead, if he hoped to save Leon, who was in deadly danger. - -Hence, when once more alone he thought to indulge in a cigar so that he -might consider the whole case, and form plans for the immediate future. -To those who are accustomed to the solace of a weed the necessity of -this step can be understood and needs no apology. - -Roderic, having a glorious destiny opening before him, and being in the -possession of unbounded health and strength, enjoyed the first part of -that cigar immensely. - -He never knew what the balance was like. - -For a shock came upon him, a shock that was entirely unexpected, and -which left him so stunned that a Wheeling stogie would have appeared as -a prime Havana in his estimation. - -What more could be said? - -As he turned in his walk he suddenly discovered a veiled figure -approaching--walk and figure declared that it could be no other than -the governor's daughter--she had forgotten something and had returned -to tell him. - -Roderic's step quickened as he hastened to meet her now faltering -advance. - -Naturally enough he smiled pleasantly--why not, under such conditions? - -Alas! that one's motives may be misconstrued--that a fever raging in -the heart may distort even the most common-place action. - -"Ah! you have relented--you will not tear yourself away so soon--you -have thought of something else that may have an importance bearing upon -our plans--plans that if properly carried out mean happiness for both -of us. Yes, I rejoice to see you return, as I was in something of a -dilemma and perhaps you can help me out." - -He had extended his hand impulsively but she refused to see it. - -"You are not angry, senorita--I have not offended you in any way, I -trust: I should never forgive myself if it were so," he said. - -Perhaps the anxiety in his tone was strong--at any rate she seemed to -tremble with half suppressed emotion and shrank back. - -Roderic became more impressed and concerned. - -"You do not speak--you _are_ offended, clown that I am to have said or -done something unwittingly that has hurt your feelings. Senorita, pray -pardon me--restore me to your favor, I beg." - -While he was thus apologizing, for what he himself did not have the -least idea, Roderic could not refrain from thoughts of an altogether -different nature, and which must have run something in this vein: - -"Now bless my soul if I know what to do in such a case. Ten minutes -ago she left me full of spirits and as warmly disposed as one could -wish--now she returns and deigns not to even accept my hand. Duse -take it, women are all alike, mysteries to me. What have I done in -the interim--lighted a cigar and wrapped myself up in thought. It's a -good enough cigar, too," casting a dubious glance at the weed as if -some vague and monstrous suspicion had arisen in his mind that the -inoffensive weed might have something to do with the matter. - -Then light broke in upon him--it came from her. - -"I do not speak, you say--it is because I am overcome with surprise, -mortification, despair--because I have learned that you have deceived -me, that you are a traitor!" came from under the veil. - -Roderic was almost paralyzed at first. - -The figure, the walk might be that of the governor's daughter, but the -voice was no other than Georgia's. - -Over his face flashed a look of joy, for his heart leaped to meet its -mistress. - -"Georgia--is it you--I thought, I believed--" - -She stopped his stammering exclamations of mingled delight and -explanation. - -"I do not care to hear what you would say, Senor Owen. After this -day, this hour, we must meet as strangers," she said, with difficulty -controlling her emotion. - -"This is cruel--you cannot mean it, when I am risking my life here in -your cause. You say that but to prove me, Georgia." - -"I mean every word of it. Think not I have no eyes, Senor Owen--I have -seen all. Doubtless your risk has been considerably ameliorated by the -pleasant company you are forced to seek." - -Then he knew what she meant. - -The shoe was on the other foot--it had come her turn to show jealousy. - -"Georgia, I can explain everything----" - -"I refuse to listen, knowing how weak I should be under the sound of -your voice." - -"I swear you wrong me." - -"Senor, I saw everything--you might tell me a wonderful tale, but I -could never forget." - -"Georgia, for the last time I implore you to give me a hearing--that -girl----" - -"Stop, do not dare to mention her to me, sir. I refuse to hear even her -name." - -She had thrown back her veil, showing her indignant face, her blazing -midnight eyes and Roderic, who had never yet seen her in this mood was -appalled. - -"Since you command it I shall say no more. Once I condemned you unheard -and God knows I paid dearly for the error. Now, with even less reason -you have accused me, and refuse to let me explain. Very good, senorita, -I too can be proud--it must be you who bridges over this abyss if it is -ever accomplished. Meanwhile I shall go my way and find Leon, thanks to -the lady you have so bitterly condemned." - -He turned with a bow and left her there. - -Roderic was cut to the quick to think that she could suspect him of -being unfaithful after all he had given up for her sake. - -It might seem as though he would have great patience with one whom he -loved and who was passing through the same bitter error that had once -engulfed him. - -Alas! human nature is not so constituted. - -His pride was touched and he believed he had gone far enough to -explain. - -Ten words, had she allowed him to say them, would have removed the -cause for doubt and suspicion; but as imperiously as a young queen, she -had forbidden him to speak, and therefore like a lamb led to the altar -he would not open his mouth again to plead his cause. - -The hour would come, when Leon was restored to her, and she saw in his -devoted wife the lovely woman whose association with Roderic had so -aroused her jealousy--that hour would witness his triumph--it would -balance the account and thus they could start afresh. - -So Roderic indulged in philosophical reflections to bolster up his -courage. - -But he smoked no more that morning. - -Georgia had stood there where he had left her as though incapable of -action--once she stretched out a hand after his retreating form, and -a low cry bubbled from her lips, now hidden by the veil; but by no -movement or outcry did she attempt to recall him. - -"It is better that I should die than live to be deceived. He would -explain, but how could my eyes deceive me? And she was so beautiful, -when he kissed her hand. Oh! it was cruel, and he, my Roderic is like -all men, a perfidious monster. I may not forget him but I shall try to -learn to _hate_ him." - -Evidently she believed she had a big contract on hand. Then her better -nature, urged by the love that nestled in her heart, had an inning. - -"He kissed her hand--true, yet since when has that become a crime -that men should be condemned because of it? Last night did not General -Parrado raise my hand to his lips respectfully. I wonder whether he was -pilloried for it this morning by the Lady who Must be Obeyed. What did -he say--"find Leon, thanks to the lady you have so bitterly condemned." -Have I done wrong--is he still true? Oh! weak heart, how you cling to -your idol--oh! yearning soul, with what power may I tear your clinging -tendrils away from the oak around which they have grown? It will be -death to the vine--death to poor wretched me." - -She returned slowly to the house, hoping that Roderic would repent his -rash resolve and return to give her another chance. - -But alas, he came not, for the wound was too fresh, and the salt that -had been rubbed into it smarted too fiercely. - -Upon the balcony Georgia spent all of the day save the hours for -_siesta_--she watched eagerly those who went up and down the plaza, yet -no sign came from the one beloved. - -By degrees the full realization of her desolation came upon her. - -"I have chased him from me--with scorn and bitterness have I sent my -Roderic away, and he will come no more. Woe is me, wretched Georgia. -He swore by the stars, by everything he held sacred, yes, even by the -grave of his sainted mother that he loved only me. And I have refused -to hear him. He will never seek me again. Night's shades are falling -and without his assistance I must venture into the jaws of danger--for -Leon's sake. Heaven forgive me and crush my haughty heart because it -has made him suffer. Heaven give me a chance to atone for my pride, for -the insult put upon him." - -And thus lamenting the prettiest girl in all San Juan saw the lights -begin to gleam in the island capital. - - - - -CHAPTER XXII. - -TO THE OLD FORTRESS. - - -There was one remarkably good trait about Owen--he had a powerful will, -and when he chose could concentrate all his abilities upon a certain -subject, to the exclusion of everything else. - -It pleased him to nurse his grievances for a time--what badly used -biped would not be addicted to the same luxury. - -Then, with a mighty upheaval he cast the whole load from him. - -The public weal demanded his full attention and private woes must take -a back seat. - -For the present, therefore, he effaced cruel Georgia from his mind, and -resolutely set his shoulder to the wheel. - -Roderic was himself again, calm, shrewd and with a contempt for danger -that might take him to the border land of reckless endeavor, though he -usually knew how to check this in good time to make it a servant rather -than a master. - -The day had gone. - -Alas! he had thought to mark it down with a white cross as one that -would take him a long step nearer Elysium; but instead it was to be -distinguished by a red mark. - -Was there a fatality in his love for Georgia? - -Were they doomed never to know happiness? - -That was the last uneasy thought that came to him ere he shut the whole -scene out of his mind, as a rain squall envelopes the landscape. - -It was no ordinary affair which Roderic now took up; at least it -promised to afford considerable danger, and would call for a display of -energy on his part, of no mean calibre. - -He went into it with a grim feeling such as he could not remember -experiencing on any previous occasion. - -Perhaps this was caused in part by the dead weight upon his mind, for -it was singular that he should be placing his life in jeopardy in order -to please a girl who had jilted him, cast him aside like a worn-out -glove. - -It added to the piquancy of the thing, but Roderic could not say he -hoped for a repetition. - -The governor's daughter had given him strange information about Leon. - -This brother of Georgia seemed fated to see the inside of more than one -Spanish prison. His experience in Morro Castle, from whence he escaped -through the assistance of the girl who had fallen in love with him, -one would think must have been quite enough in that line; but he had -somehow or other again fallen into the hands of his foes. - -Thus it happened that he had been in the San Juan prison, condemned -to exile, on the morning of the memorable twelfth of May, when about -daybreak Sampson's powerful fleet opened on the forts and were in turn -barked at by the bold Spanish gunners, who showed their bravery if they -did no damage. - -It happened that the prison was probably the most exposed building -in the city, lying as it did between the fleet and the pulverine, the -gallery of it fronting on the harbor. - -Without warning a shell exploded in the wall, and that side of the -building became a wreck. - -Bricks and _debris_ flew in every direction, and all who were in the -apartment with Leon found themselves on their backs. - -Such a chorus of frightened shouts went up--demoralization reigned -supreme. - -But Leon, who had not been seriously injured, was quick to see that -once again the Providence that seemed to watch over his fortunes had -interposed in a miraculous manner to save him--the Yankee shell in its -inquisitive search for the most available Spanish property to destroy -had torn out almost one side of the prison, and through the gaping -aperture freedom beckoned. - -So he had crawled out, covered with dust and bearing several wounds -where the flying bricks had come in contact with his person. - -Two days later he had been again seized, being betrayed by a negro in -whom he and his lovely wife had unwisely placed confidence. - -From that day on he had been kept in close confinement, and finally -again brought to trial. This time conviction was followed with a still -more severe penalty--he was doomed to be shot. - -Roderic learned the whole story--it would not pay to take time to give -the details--one who had sought the governor's daughter's hand and been -coldly received had been elevated to a high military position in Porto -Rico, and found himself in a way to visit his miserable displeasure -upon the man who succeeded where he failed. - -Perhaps he hoped to win the widow--Heaven only knows, for some knaves -have assurance enough to offer a hand red with a husband's blood to the -heart-broken beauty who mourns his loss. - -At any rate this was the situation that demanded Roderic's attention. - -It was serious enough to call for determined effort on his part. - -True, he had never as yet met Leon, but somehow a deep interest in the -young Porto Rican's fate had taken possession of him--when a man has -supped many times with adventure, he experiences a sympathetic feeling -for one who had also rubbed up against the hard side of life. - -Besides, Leon was _her_ brother, and anything that was in the remotest -degree connected with Georgia appealed to his chivalrous nature. - -Last of all he had promised, aye, taken a solemn vow, that he would -find Leon, and this being interpreted meant that should the young -man be in a predicament of any sort it would be his business and his -pleasure to succor him if such a thing lay in the bounds of human -possibility. - -Roderic had means of communication abroad. - -A cablegram sent from Europe to a certain correspondent in New York -would be immediately transmitted to another point in the West Indies, -possibly San Domingo, where the message would be put in the form of a -letter and sent to an imaginary Spaniard at San Juan. - -Thus it happened that when he returned to the humble roof that -sheltered him, when evening drew on apace, he found there a well -thumbed missive which upon being hastily opened contained this sanguine -message: - -"Have broken the bank at Monte Carlo. Will sail to join you to-morrow." - -Roderic laughed--he could not help it. - -Darby had longed for a chance to try some peculiar combination he had -hatched up upon the great gambling centre, and this opportunity had -appeared a wonderful favor. - -The chance was one in a million, yet it had actually come to pass. - -"I've heard the song about the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo, -but never dreamed I would in any way be instrumental in sending a -representative there who would do that same thing. Good for Darby, -lucky fellow. By the way, I wonder does that charming adventuress sail -with him--if so the chances are ten to one the fortune he has won will -not be in his possession long. Well, it must be some time before he can -join me, unless he manages to board some Spanish steamer, taking the -guise of a don; and such vessels are exceedingly scarce on the high -seas now." - -With that he lighted the paper and destroyed every trace of Spanish -chirography. - -Once again he turned his full attention toward the rescue of Leon. - -Other elements were working toward that same end, yet of this fact -Roderic was of course profoundly ignorant, and he labored on as though -only through his endeavors could the man condemned to be shot find a -chance for safety. - -He had laid out his plans after the manner of a general who goes to war. - -Every little detail had to be looked into, and arrangements made -whereby a secondary battery could be brought to bear, should the first -fail to prove effective. - -It was perhaps unfortunate that he would have to work single handed, -because he knew of no one in all San Juan whom he could thoroughly -trust in this matter of life and death. - -How he missed Darby--what a tower of strength the man would have been -to him just now. - -Roderic however, never sighed for the moon; when he could not have what -he wanted he was philosophical enough to drop the subject and content -himself with what he had. - -The man with whom he had taken up his temporary abode in San Juan was a -faithful fellow, but lacked the ability to serve him in this emergency -when so much depended on the move of a hand or the exact carrying out -of prearranged plans. - -Roderic had indeed asked numerous questions, and the information -received, added to what he already knew from personal experience, -placed him in a position to "carry the war into Africa." - -Leon was confined in an old fortress that presented a most picturesque -appearance by moonlight, and would have made an excellent subject for -amateur photographers, yet possessed few elements of modern strength. - -Like St. John's church, it had received a few compliments from -Sampson's fleet, which gaping apertures, together with accumulated -_debris_, only served to add to the picturesque confusion. - -Roderic had prowled about this neighborhood considerably during the -day, careful not to attract attention, yet with the desire to learn the -actual lay of the land, so that even under cover of darkness he would -be able to move with at least a fair degree of certainty. - -It presented a good view of the bay and harbor, the governor general's -palace on the point and the few vessels in the harbor, chief of which -was the Spanish torpedo boat destroyer Terror. - -Roderic had cast longing looks toward the trim steam yacht anchored -there, from the stern of which whipped the Union Jack of England--he -would have given much for an opportunity to interest Cleo in his -daring scheme, and in Captain Beven he knew he could have had an able -coadjutor, for the sailor liked nothing better than adventure. - -Still, Roderic had believed it was best not to seek an audience with -his cousin--he did not wish to drag her into the risky game if he could -help it. - -Perhaps--who can tell--some peculiar sense of honor held him -back--perhaps he reasoned that as this desperate move on his part, -this contemplated rescue of Leon from a Spanish dungeon and death -at sunrise, was but a link in the chain of his suit for the love of -Georgia, it would be adding insult to injury did he endeavor to enlist -Cleo's services in behalf of the venture. - -One thing he had determined to do--it was really forced upon him as a -_dernier ressort_, since there was no other means of getting Leon out -of the country after his escape from prison had been effected, if he -were so fortunate as to accomplish this. - -He had a note written to Cleo in his pocket and this he meant that Leon -and his wife should deliver in person aboard the yacht. - -That Cleo would find means of hiding them on board until the -Dreadnaught sailed for Jamaica he never once doubted. - -With some anxiety he studied the heavens and the conditions of the -weather, for what this August night brought in its train was a matter -of considerable importance to him. - -There would be a moon, very near the full, but clouds promised to shut -it from view, at least the major portion of the time. - -Roderic counted this as an especial favor in his direction. - -He meant to take advantage of it. - -All minor matters had been positively arranged, even to the boat in -which they were to be carried to the English yacht, and this was in -itself a very important factor in the game, one that by any neglect in -making up the programme might have proved a fatal error. - -He killed time in the early evening by loitering around the coffee -houses and hearing the various opinions expressed by Spanish soldiers -and San Juan citizens regarding the immediate future of the city, for -it was generally known that Ponce had fallen into the hands of the -aggressive Yankees, and that the "thin blue line" was advancing across -the country in the direction of the north coast, capturing everything -_en route_, even to the hearts of the people, who hailed the Americans -as their deliverers. - -It was a distinct pleasure to Roderic to know that the army of -occupation had landed on the soil of Spain's finest colony, for he -realized that the glorious flag of liberty once planted would never be -taken down again. - -San Juan did not worry. - -Indeed, the city probably never looked more gay than on this August -night, when, after an unusually torrid day the cool ocean breeze, -following the rain, invited every one to loiter out of doors, and join -in the characteristic Spanish holiday season. - -To Roderic these light hearted people were the greatest of all -mysteries. - -If New York city were threatened by a hostile army, and its speedy -capture as good as insured, he could imagine the fearful panic that -must take place, how white faced women, and men too, would throng the -streets laden with precious household goods, seeking some avenue of -escape. - -Yet here was a city that had already experienced some of the horrors of -a bombardment and with another in prospect, probably of a more drastic -nature, giving itself up to pleasure as wholly as though peace ruled -the camp, the fleet and the grove. - -It was astonishing, marvelous! - -Roderic of course knew the reason--he had made a close study of Spanish -character, and found that like the Southern plantation negro these -sons and daughters of Iberia never worry save over the troubles of the -immediate present. - -Let the future take care of itself--on with the dance--what if trouble -does come, that will be "_manana_," to-morrow, and why should they -worry until the time arrives? - -Bah! when the first shell from the monitors and battle ships goes -shrieking over the forts to explode perhaps among the houses of the -town--that will be time enough to show anxiety, and once started they -can make up for wasted opportunities. - -Such is the settled policy of these people, no matter where found, and -it is the main reason why they are outstripped in the race by such -energetic, wide awake, ever ready to seize an open opportunity nations -as the Anglo Saxons and Teutons. - -Spain has accomplished her work on the earth, a savage and cruel -one in many respects, yet fraught with much daring--she it was who -centuries back sent her bold navigators to the ends of the little known -world to plant the yellow and crimson banner there--her barbarous -methods of government led each of her numerous colonies in turn to -revolt and declare the shackles broken from their limbs, but Spain -never changed her policy as did Great Britain after losing the United -States. - -With the end of her late war Spain found herself virtually stripped of -colonial possessions, and from this time forward she must live within -herself--her cruel but in one sense necessary work in opening the world -to light has been finished and she will never again know the glory that -has been hers in the past. - -Roderic often thought over these things, for they were very pertinent -to the subject, and every true blue Yankee must at times consider the -future of these glorious islands thus coming into possession of the -great republic. - -Thus he killed time while waiting for the night to move on. - -It was best that he delay his desperate work until San Juan had at -least in a measure quieted down, since there was more chance of the -sentries being careless, and less fear of running against citizens in -the street after the rescue should have been effected. - -The minutes dragged, for he was eager to get to work--like a war horse -that paws the ground and tugs at his halter when the distant booming of -guns and the pungent scent of burnt powder announce the battle to have -begun. - -At length his patience gave out. - -By stretching a point the time had come for him to advance on the -outer works, for which he was extremely grateful; with a sigh of -genuine relief he threw off the incubus that had borne so heavily upon -him during this delay, and set his face toward the ancient fortress -that had seen almost every event of interest happening in San Juan from -the days of that gallant adventurer and seeker after the Fountain of -Youth, Ponce de Leon. - - - - -CHAPTER XXIII. - -HOW THEY WENT IN. - - -The battlements and towers of the old fortification stood up grimly -against the clouded heavens when Roderic drew near--just as they had -reared themselves for centuries, and looked down upon many of the -strangest scenes marking the history of new America. - -Roderic had considerable respect for antiquity, and yielded the palm -to none when it came to holding in reverence such wonderful mementoes -of the past; but common sense triumphed over such feelings, and -when necessity demanded that he should push the sanctity of age and -tradition into the background, he never hesitated. - -Should the success of his avowed undertaking be in peril he would feel -it incumbent upon himself to walk roughshod over the range and even -destroy if necessary the finest and most venerated relic of olden days. - -Such is the price of American progress--a musty disease breeding old -palace must be transformed into a modern hive of industry or be leveled -to the ground in order to make way for some edifice of more value -to humanity; for these Americans are a practical people of to-day, -seeking not to perpetuate the evils of the dead past, but to raise up -the masses to a higher plane where they may enjoy the fruits of their -labor, reap the benefits of free education and worship God in their own -way, irrespective of church and state. - -It was well known to Owen that Spanish sentries, Mauser in hand, -patroled the walls and corridors of the old building. - -He had even marked as minutely as possible where each soldier's beat -began and ended, for it is such little things as this that count in the -long run, often most unexpectedly. - -It appeared to be a formidable task for one American to -undertake--seldom had a heavier load been placed upon a single pair of -shoulders; but fortunately this man was singularly well equipped for -the task, since his previous work for years had always been in this -same line. - -He therefore viewed the great ragged pile of ancient masonry, over -which the banner of Castile and Aragon flapped in the night breeze, -with something of the gladiator's spirit when he was wont to face a -tiger in the arena--the immensity of the task aroused every atom of -determination, quickened his blood and caused him to feel an eagerness -to open hostilities. - -All seemed quiet. - -Not far away lay the great barracks of the Spanish soldiers, and he -could even hear them call out at times. - -This lent additional piquancy to the game--when it became necessary to -snatch a condemned prisoner from the very heart of the Spanish camp, -the glory attending success would be all the greater. - -Not that Roderic sought additional sources of danger--he would have -been satisfied with much less, since his one purpose was to save Leon -and win his sister. - -A clock in the city boomed the hour. - -"I am on time--now to see if my fellow laborer has reached the -rendezvous," Roderic muttered. - -At one point the shadow of the corner tower fell athwart the white -road and here he turned. - -A little birdlike trill greeted his ears--it might have proceeded from -some feathered songster ensconced among the leafy vines that covered -the rugged wall, and which had been disturbed by his stealthy advance. - -The American seemed to believe otherwise, for he quickly imitated the -sound. - -Whereupon there appeared a figure from behind a buttressed base of the -tower wall, a figure that approached him at first eagerly, then coyly. - -Roderic took several steps forward to meet the half unwilling advance -of the other. - -"Senora, is it you?" he whispered, eagerly. - -"Si, senor," came the low reply from the figure dressed in masculine -garments. - -"Good. We are both on time. The night favors us as much as we could -hope for. Let us then go to work without delay." - -"Heaven bless you, senor--" - -"Not a word in that line--it is useless, and dangerous as well, since -sentries are on the ramparts and they have keen ears. I feared you -might not come, for the danger would appall many." - -"Ah! senor, what is danger to me--what would I not risk if by so doing -I could save _his_ life, my beloved Leon? Fire and blood could not hold -me in check if _he_ called. My life is his alone, for without him all -else would be dead. That is the love a Spanish woman gives, senor. Do -not forget it when you think of Georgia." - -Roderic was thrilled by her words, so intense so full of -devotion--yes, few nationalities can love with the fire and enthusiasm -shown by Spain's sons and daughters, and if their affection does not -always stand the test of time, lay it to the burning zeal that eats up -the heart. - -He remembered that he too was beloved by just such an impulsive, -beautiful girl, who at this hour was doubtless wrestling with the deep -wounds wrought by jealousy's fingers; and the recollection gave him -both ecstasy and keen pain. - -At least he said no more to her of the danger she ran--in the service -of love what matters it where peril lies; the sacred nature of the duty -renders every obligation a privilege. - -"Follow me, please, and keep close to the wall. When I stop do likewise -and crouch down. Should one of the fellows on the walls call out, make -no move, utter no sound, but wait until I direct you." - -Such were his brief instructions. - -She gave him to understand that she comprehended all he wished. - -Then they moved away, keeping close to the rough walls, where the -shadows lay thickest. - -It was a slow and laborious task. - -Here and there lay heaps of broken bricks, just where they had fallen -Heaven alone knew how many years back, since it is a settled Spanish -rule never to spoil the picturesque and _bizarre_ by miserable modern -attempts at thrift and cleanliness--vines had grown over the _debris_ -and moon flowers whitened the face of the rough wall. - -It may have been very pretty, but it made the task Roderic had marked -out more tiresome than it would otherwise have been. - -He did not grumble however, and Inez would never have complained -even though compelled to creep through an acre of prickly pear or -cactus--her holy fervor of love sanctified the means, and she blessed -the Virgin for allowing her such a privilege to prove her devotion. - -She was a woman in ten thousand--happy Leon, to possess such a loyal -heart. - -Besides, while temporarily suffering from these accumulation of years, -Roderic knew they were soon to profit through something in the same -line. - -Leon had escaped from his former prison by means of a gaping aperture -made by an inquisitive Yankee shell--the story of his thrilling -adventure had made a deep impression on the mind of Owen, and -discovering just such a grand opening in the wall of the old medieval -structure against which he had now pitted his forces he resolved to -improve upon the experience of Georgia's brother. - -They could, if given half a show, both enter and make their final exit -by this means. - -He had the location of the opening pretty well in mind, and was heading -for it now. - -They had fully embarked upon their perilous mission, and please Heaven, -would sooner or later meet with the anticipated reward. - -The sentinels paced their beats above on the broad walls, and their -"_quien vive_" as they approached each other, together with the answer, -came plainly to the ears of those crowded below. - -Roderic breathed easier when he discovered that they had reached the -vicinity of this ragged aperture, for at least one portion of their -dangerous journey was over. - -He exercised double care at this point, for while the coast had -appeared clear during the day, that was no sign that it might not be -policed after nightfall. - -These Spanish sentries have little scruples about opening fire upon -any suspicious person seen in the act of endeavoring to enter one of -their fortifications under the protecting shades of night--scores of -wretched reconcentradoes in Cuba thus paid the penalty of rashness or -curiosity with their lives. - -A little close observation told him that in all likelihood the opening -had not been made an especial object of surveillance--two slow moving -automatons, _yclept_ sentries, in the process of following their beats -to a conclusion approached this scene of wreck about once in five -minutes, exchanged salutation according to the discipline of the army, -indulged in a little good natured chaff, perhaps spoke of the chance -of soon beholding the beloved hills of their native land again when -the inevitable end came to the dramatic farce old Spain was playing -for the benefit of those Frenchmen and others holding five hundred -million dollars worth of Cuban bonds--and then wheeling left the spot -to darkness and the bats for another spell. - -It was easy enough to pick out the proper time to begin the climb, -but after once starting they found it a trifle more difficult to make -progress, for the material under their feet threatened to trip them up, -and several times one of them started some of the broken bricks moving -in a way that opened the possibility of an avalanche. - -Thus they had gone but little more than half way when Roderic, -believing the time between the meeting of the sentries must have -elapsed, whispered to his companion to crouch down and move no more. - -At this instant a dislodged brick fell with some little clatter down -the declivity, and the sound appeared magnified in his ears because of -its possible serious results. - -A Spanish voice called out above, being answered from the opposite -side, and Roderic looking up could see the two sentinels plainly -outlined, as they stood peering into the gloom below, and indulging -in various speculations as to the cause of the sound that had reached -their ears. - -It was a minute of intense suspense, for he had grave fears lest they -bombard the spot with broken bricks, in order to satisfy their minds -that no secret enemy lurked there. - -Fortunately just at this moment a zigzag flying bat, creature of the -tropics, came whirring out of the gloom below, and actually knocked off -one of the sentries' hat, which unexpected incident caused considerable -hard words from the man who received the scare, and was greeted with an -equal amount of half suppressed laughter from the other quarter. - -At least, since the hat was saved the incident might be set down as -closed--no bricks were fired into the chasm, for which Roderic was -devoutly thankful, not merely on his own account, but because he had -one under his charge for whose safety he held himself responsible. - -When the two Dromios above had withdrawn and with shouldered Mausers -again sauntered down their several beats he whispered words of -encouragement to the shrinking form so close at hand, and bade her once -more follow his lead. - -The venture proved a success, so far as their _entree_ was concerned, -for by the time Spanish eyes and ears again approached the broken spot -in the ramparts the two intruders had gained the corridor and were safe -within the walls. - -This was only a beginning--the first step. - -Around them stretched the massive walls of the ancient landmark, and -somewhere within their confines Leon was to be found. - -Roderic never groped in the dark when there was a chance for light, -and he had used his utmost endeavors during the day in trying to locate -the prisoner. - -One portion of the old fortification was literally a picturesque ruin. - -It did not seem possible that even the easy going Spaniards would -confine a prisoner, condemned to be shot, to this antiquated wreck, for -there would be too much chance of his escaping, especially one who had -already proven so hard to hold as Leon. - -This was of course mere speculation on the part of the Yankee, but -he had taken note of several facts that seemed to corroborate his -suspicion. - -At any rate so strongly impressed was he with this idea that once -within the fortress he had no hesitation in turning to the left. - -Possibly Roderic never had a more difficult task than the one now -confronting him. - -The interior of the great pile of masonry was almost a sealed book to -him, the best he could do during the afternoon having given him but a -shadowy idea as to how it was constructed. - -Of course most of it was inhabited only by bats and owls, a sombre -relic of past glories, which fact added to the confusion. - -Sentries patroled sections of the place, just as had been marked -out for them--indeed, it was almost impossible to know when one of -these jack-in-the-box guardians might bob up serenely directly in the -intruder's path. - -This fact kept Roderic's nerves on a tension; but the sensation was no -new one to him--he felt pretty much as does the hound held in leash, -and scenting the game near by. - -Inez followed him closely. - -She was "dead game" as Roderic more than once muttered to himself when -he noticed how she copied his movements. - -Never did man have a more faithful and devoted spouse, ready to -undertake all risks for his sake--never did woman have a motive more -sacred to urge her forward to the rescue of one beloved. - -Roderic knew he was enlisted in a good cause, and in his mind this -counted for much. - -Their progress while laborious, seemed to be in the right direction. - -Evidences multiplied to the effect that this wing of the fortress was -under surveillance, as though it contained that over which it was -necessary a guard should be placed. - -Roderic had been in Russia--he had visited the historic pile of masonry -at St. Petersburg on the Volga known as the Fortress of Peter and Paul, -and had seen its numerous dungeons, its impregnable gates and the -wonderful methods in vogue among the troops guarding its walls. - -Something about this structure in San Juan recalled the prison and -fort of Holy Russia--perhaps it was the gloom, the dark dungeons and -general funereal aspect of the place, for surely there could be little -comparison otherwise. - -Occasionally the moon appeared and gave them some means of seeing what -lay ahead; but on these occasions they were compelled to lie quiet so -that their presence might not be discovered. - -All the while they were progressing. - -A labyrinth of masonry surrounded them, and Roderic had to bring to -bear many shrewd tactics in order to keep from getting lost. - -His usual manner of doing this was simple and yet wonderfully effective. - -When they came to a place where the passage forked, and it appeared -puzzling to judge which way they should turn, he did not decide hastily -but spent a little time in ascertaining whether one of the routes did -not show more signs of usage than the other, and in every case he found -a very distinct difference. - -By following the passage in general use it stood to reason that he -would sooner or later reach the closed dungeon. - -Through such tactics, employed with success by those Nimrods of the -forests in their search after game, Roderic had always been able to -accomplish tasks that were deemed next to impossible by others of his -craft, who governed their actions by antiquated rules lacking in common -sense. - -It was evident that they had crossed the Rubicon--that their bridges -had been burned behind them. - -Once discovered in the depths of this place and the chances seemed -twenty to one that they would never leave it alive. - -Roderic scouted such a thought--he never allowed it to interfere with -his work--chances of failure were not to be taken as a factor in the -matter whatever--success must be the beacon held up to lure them on, -glorious success. - -Such confidence brings wonderful results in all things, and would -account for some of the success attending his past. - -A brilliant diplomat is compelled to be bold as well as sagacious. - -To find Leon and bring about his release--to cheat the Spanish army of -a victim whom they expected to execute at sunrise--this was the mission -he had undertaken, and with the kind assistance of good fortune, added -to his tact, he meant that the harvest should be bountiful. - - - - -CHAPTER XXIV. - -THE STRANGE MEETING IN THE DUNGEON. - - -A gentle tug at his coat made Roderic turn. - -It was Inez, who desired to speak, and yet who knew she should not -utter a word above the lowest whisper. - -"What is it?" he asked. - -"Tell me--are we not nearing there--I am so anxious--my heart almost -suffocates me, for it beats like wildfire," she gasped. - -He pitied her, for he could easily understand why she should thus feel -distressed. - -"Courage--we cannot be far away from his cell now. Bear up, and all -will be well. To fail at this time would mean his death." - -Roderic did not add that their own fate would probably be also -sealed--he knew that fact only too well, but it was useless to mention -it. - -At any rate all Inez thought of was Leon's welfare. - -She seemed to call upon some reserve force, and her companion knew the -crisis had been safely passed, for which he was deeply thankful. - -When he said he believed they were near the spot where they would find -Leon, he spoke truly. - -There were strong evidences of dungeons all around them, some with the -doors entirely gone, while others had a stout barrier hanging from one -great rusty hinge. - -It might be supposed that ere long they would run across those still -remaining in a good state of preservation, and in which prisoners were -confined. - -Perhaps an especial guard had been stationed in the passage. - -If so it would be Roderic's duty to take care of him, and to this end -he had previously made ample preparation. - -Desperate measures are only carried to a successful issue by heroic -treatment, and no man was better equipped for this purpose than the -American who dared enter San Juan while the Spanish flag still waved -over the walls. - -The darkness was now against them, and it would have been almost -impossible to advance but for a streak of luck that separated clouds -and moon, and allowed the latter to sift her silvery radiance down -through various breaches in the overhanging walls, thus dissipating to -some extent the appalling gloom. - -Thanks then to this feeble illumination Roderic with his keen vision -was enabled to discover a figure ahead. - -Spanish soldiers doing duty in the tropics are generally in the habit -of wearing white uniforms made of some coarse drilling or canvas. - -It was this fact that betrayed the presence of the guard, and Roderic -mentally thanked his lucky stars for the favor. - -He watched the man. - -The Spaniard seemed nervous, and would walk up and down with jerky -steps, stopping now and then to try the doors of several cells. - -Roderic was unable to decide what the man was up to, since Spanish -soldiers as a rule are not given to exert themselves overly much. - -Now and then the fellow would stop, and at such times his attitude -strongly reminded the watcher of one who was straining his hearing in -the hope of catching some eagerly anticipated signal. - -After a little reflection Roderic felt compelled to decide that the -fellow was anxiously waiting for a relief guard to appear, although -this hardly satisfied him. - -His duty in the premises was clear enough. - -That guard was in the way. - -He threatened to block their game just when, after surmounting so many -difficulties, it promised to bring them success. - -Such a thing could not be allowed. - -The guard would have to succumb, like all Spaniards, to superior Yankee -dominion. - -First he must give Inez warning as to his intentions, so that she might -not be alarmed when he quitted her side. - -He found her very sensible, for she realized that some such move must -be adopted to get rid of the miserable sentry. - -"Spare him not, senor--he has doubtless taken delight in torturing -my Leon--have no pity on the wretch," she whispered in his ear, with -considerable warmth. - -Roderic had his own notion about the eternal fitness of things, and -being a cool, sensible American instead of a hot blooded Spaniard, he -was decidedly averse to shedding blood when such a thing might possibly -be avoided. - -There were other ways of accomplishing the same end, this Yankee brain -decided. - -With a few last words of caution to Inez, who was trembling all over -with excitement, he left her and started upon his advance. - -An old Indian fighter might have been proud of the progress Roderic -made. - -He imitated a cat creeping upon a bird, his eyes being glued upon the -white garbed figure of the guard, and every movement governed by that -of the man who carried the Mauser. - -Foot by foot he went forward. - -The guard was muttering to himself as he still moved restlessly from -one heavy door to another. - -Something undoubtedly disturbed him, but it was a mystery to Roderic, -who could not quite catch the words he let fall, and which might have -simplified matters had he heard them. - -The closer he drew the more cautious he became. - -Everything depended on the successful issue of his plans; even his own -future happiness was at stake in the matter. - -It may be taken for granted, therefore, that he exercised his utmost -care, for after all there is no motive so positive of good results in -a general way, as self interest--it makes a success of co-operative -factories wherever tried. - -Roderic was finally in a position to lay his plans for a finish. - -He waited until the man's back was turned and then slipped forward to a -certain dark doorway previously selected. - -Then he awaited the return of the sentry--awaited him as the tiger lies -in cover for his advancing prey, with muscles tense and drawn, and -every small nerve on the alert for the desperate charge. - -Ah! the fellow in pursuing his eccentric tactics had reached what -appeared to be the terminus of his beat, and wheeling had started back, -utterly unconscious of what lay in store for him and that each nervous -step took him closer to his fate. - -Roderic was perfectly cool and collected--he was not in the habit of -giving way to excitement and losing his advantage. - -As he thus lay in wait and watched the advance of the dusky figure -which he had set out to overcome, he even selected the very portion of -the sentry's person upon which he should throw his full force. - -Closer still. - -The man's fate hung like the sword of Damocles, as by a single hair. - -Roderic timed his leap with such precision that he struck the sentry -totally unawares. - -A dark figure launched forward like a gigantic bat--the man only had -time to give a gurgle of surprise when a firm hand closed on his -throat, and the sound died there. - -Such was the impetus of Roderic's advance that the two of them went to -the stone floor. - -Immediately the American felt his antagonist cease to struggle, and he -knew the other must have been knocked senseless through the blow on the -head received when he came in contact with the flagging. - -The percussion had sounded loud enough at least, to account for his -having lost all interest in affairs mundane. - -Roderic hoped he was not killed, nor did he have any reason to believe -such a fate had overtaken the wretched guard. - -At least everything seemed to be working beautifully in his favor, and -he certainly could find no cause for complaint. - -What was to be done with this pretty thing, now that he had secured the -prize? - -The man might prove to be something of a white elephant on his hands. - -However, his first move was to drag out some stout cord, with which he -made the fellow's hands and feet secure. - -In doing so he could not but notice,--through touch more than sight, -since the darkness was only partially dissipated by the moon's -inquisitive beams that forced an entrance--that the luckless guard had -delicate hands such as he had seldom noticed among the common Spanish -soldiers. - -At another time he might have endeavored to assign some logical reason -for this thing, but just at the present crisis it mattered little. - -The end and not the means engrossed his fullest attention. - -When he took hold of the senseless guard and began dragging him across -the corridor to the shade that lay more densely in that quarter, it was -only with the intention of getting him out of the way, so that in case -any one came along he would not stumble over the fellow and thus have -the peculiar status of affairs rudely thrust upon his attention. - -Perhaps Roderic was not as careful as he might and should have been--at -any rate he tripped and fell over some object lying in his way. - -Even as he went down he was strongly impressed with the suspicion that -what he had taken his cropper over was a human being, and possibly a -second guard enjoying a quiet nap. - -Hence, Roderic scrambled up in all haste with the intention of throwing -himself upon the fellow, and if possible preventing him from giving the -alarm, for that was what his wretched mistake might end in. - -To his surprise as well as gratification there was not the least sign -of an aroused sentry endeavoring to gather his scattered senses and -shout for help. - -All was silent. - -He put out his hand, groping for the object which had been the cause -of his tumble. - -When finally he touched it a peculiar sensation flashed over him from -head to foot, for in truth it was a human being. - -Could the man be dead? - -Had there been some drunken dispute between the guards resulting in a -tragedy? - -He remembered the peculiar actions of the man who now lay bound near by. - -Bending over the second fellow he speedily made a discovery of some -moment. - -A strong scent of liquor greeted him and his hand came upon the flask -still clutched in the miserable guard's hand. - -Where he got it, and why the second man did not take his share were -puzzling questions which Roderic only shook his head over. - -For him it was quite sufficient that the two sentries had in different -ways been rendered _hors de combat_, and would so far as he could see, -give him no further trouble. - -So he left them there, the second chap with his head resting lovingly -upon the body of the toper, two of a kind and well matched, he -considered. - -Perhaps there would be a reckoning when the officer of the guard came -around later, though if the flask still contained a portion of its -original contents he might forgive the erring one. - -Roderic sincerely hoped he had seen the last of the two guards--he -expressed a low but earnest desire that their slumbers might be sweet, -and indefinitely prolonged--at least until his desperate work had been -accomplished. - -He uttered a low signal, the same bird call that, trilling forth at the -tower corner of the fortress had brought Inez to his side. - -She heard and gladly tripped forward. - -It was a supreme moment for her--the girl was tremendously excited, -and cast several quick glances toward the spot where the demoralized -section of the invincible Spanish army lay. - -Roderic noticed how her eager hand crept toward her bosom as she looked -toward the dimly seen figures, and he quickly said: - -"Come, we must find the door of his cell." - -"You leave foes upon the trail you must tread on your return," was the -significant way in which she put it. - -"They are helpless--God forbid I should do murder," he returned, -knowing at the same time that the Spanish way was the safer way. - -The first cell door was beside them. - -Roderic, bending over discovered that it was secured by a heavy iron -bar--so far as he could see there was no other obstacle to an entrance. - -He seized upon this and exerting his strength threw it over. - -It made something of a clanking sound, possibly subdued, but to -Roderic's mind very like the gong of a railway station dining room. - -Inez uttered a low cry of alarm and he could hear her whisper the name -of her patron saint, as if invoking heavenly aid. - -"It's all right--don't be alarmed," he said, encouragingly. - -Roderic waited to draw out a little pocket lantern which when lighted -would throw some illumination upon their path. - -This done he tried the door, and finding it fast put his shoulder to it. - -Under such pressure further resistance was utterly out of the -question, and the heavy barrier quickly gave way. - -Inez would have rushed headlong in but Roderic's sturdy arm -prevented--he believed it was his duty to still lead the van so long -as the future was unknown--it would be time enough to yield that place -of vantage to his frail companion in the venture when success had been -assured. - -So they passed into the gloomy dungeon, the history of which would -doubtless prove interesting reading as shedding a strong light upon -Spain's methods of colonizing, for in the years gone no doubt many -a political prisoner had been tortured here with all the despotic -barbarism that marked the infernal Inquisition of old. - -Looking eagerly around the cell Roderic almost immediately discovered -the object of his search. - -Some one was standing beside a chair at the further end--some one who -had evidently risen hastily at the sound of the clanking iron bar--some -one who uttered a cry at their rough entrance. - -Roderic saw and was at once struck with the astonishing likeness to -Georgia in the smooth faced young man standing there; but he had been -prepared for that fact since she herself had impressed it on his mind -when he demanded how he might know Leon should he meet him. - -Yes, brother and sister were very much alike and the sight of him just -then gave Roderic something of a shock, since it seemed as though he -were gazing upon Georgia. - -There was no longer any need of restraining Inez--at sight of the -prisoner she had uttered a cry bubbling over with limitless delight and -unable to longer keep back the eager desire to reach him, to convince -her ravished eyes that they did not deceive her soul, she sped forward. - -Not straighter does the arrow fly from the warrior's bow than this -devoted Spanish girl went to the object of her devotion. - -Surely eyes of love could easily recognize in the seeming youth the -beautiful daughter of Morro's governor. - -Her hat had fallen off in the struggle with Roderic, and her luxuriant -hair dropped almost to her waist, rendering further deception utterly -out of the question. - -Roderic fully expected to see the amazed prisoner open his arms and -eagerly take her close to his heart in a transport of joy. - -It was only natural that he should look for just such an ending to the -devoted wife's adventurous search. - -To the astonishment of the American nothing of the kind -occurred--indeed, a result about as contrary as one could well -conceive, came to pass. - -As Inez was about to throw her arms about the figure of the handsome -young fellow, he put out his hand and gave her a vigorous push aside, a -push that caused the poor girl to stagger back against the wall. - -And with his great black eyes flashing with indignation the prisoner -cried out: - -"Do not dare to touch me--go back to yonder double faced traitor, and -leave me to my fate. I would sooner be left here to moulder than be -rescued by you, _creature_!" - -Roderic was panic stricken--he could scarcely believe the evidence of -his senses--the prisoner of the dungeon was to all appearances Leon, -yet the voice was that of Georgia--the words evidently spoken by one -racked with jealousy, who saw in Inez a hated rival! - - - - -CHAPTER XXV. - -WHEN THE OFFICER OF THE GUARD CAME. - - -It was a remarkable tableau. - -The dark dungeon with its mouldy stone walls was a fitting background. - -Roderic's little lantern did not cast a superabundance of light, but -there was enough to show the three figures in the scene. - -Inez, poor girl, had staggered back and seemed almost paralyzed--half -crouching she leaned one hand against the wall for support, and with -eyes distended by amazement and horror, stared at the prisoner as -though appalled by the thought that her Leon had gone mad--that the -cruel Spaniards had driven him out of his mind, else why should he -treat her so roughly, she who would give her life for him if need be? - -Roderic grasped the truth, and yet it was so astounding that he could -not believe the positive evidence of his senses. - -It seemed as though the hand of a magician had been extended to bring -about such an amazing transformation. - -He came to rescue Leon, and found in the young man's dungeon--Georgia! - -Was ever surprise more complete? - -Who could the wizard be--had brother and sister the power of changing -their personality at will? - -Strange fancies rioted through his excited mind as he stood there -and stared--the situation was remarkable enough to arouse the most -extravagant and marvelous thoughts. - -At the same time Roderic was conscious of a powerful desire to take -this bold maid of San Juan to his heart, for his love was still strong -within him. - -And as he thus stood and looked at her, perhaps with reproach upon -his face, the anger seemed to gradually die away from her eyes, the -color returned to her cheeks, her upraised hand that had flung Inez -so violently back fell to her side and she trembled with a mixture of -emotions. - -Strange place indeed for an explanation and yet Roderic knew it was -bound to come. - -He wished to know many things, and on her part a revolution of feeling -must take part in her heart toward the devoted being whom she had so -scornfully thrust aside. - -Of the three then, Inez was the first to find her tongue, to give -utterance to the anguish that racked her soul. - -"Holy Mother," she wailed, "he knows me not--they have robbed him -of reason--they have broken my heart. Oh! Leon, unsay those cruel -words--tell me that you still love me, or I too must go mad!" - -The prisoner of the fortress doubtless heard, but never once were those -luminous midnight orbs removed from Roderic's face. - -His disguise might have baffled some but it was of no avail where those -eyes were concerned. - -One look and the mask had been torn away--she had known him from the -instant he rushed through the arched doorway. - -By this time Roderic had succeeded in mastering his emotions--at least -he was in a fair way to gradually assume control. - -The situation, too, was becoming unbearable, for Georgia, if the -prisoner could be the girl he loved, seemed gradually being overwhelmed -by confusion, perhaps because thus seen in male attire by the man whose -respect she desired above all others, or it might be from some other -equally potent reason. - -"Georgia!" - -Just one word, but what an effect it had upon the other--the prisoner -of the dungeon burst into tears, all the while protesting and accusing -Roderic of duplicity, declaring that her love had turned to hate, and -yet giving this assertion the lie by the very emphasis with which she -spoke. - -It was a tirade of almost meaningless phrases, just such as one might -expect from an impulsive whole hearted daughter of the tropics, who -loved and suffered, and whose brave front, artificially sustained, had -given way under this sudden shock. - -Roderic did not wince--Roderic knew he held the magic power in his -grasp whereby he could change this mourning into rejoicing--he knew she -loved him in spite of what she might say, yes loved him with an undying -affection such as only a woman of her stamp could experience. - -He waited a minute or so until she had exhausted the violence of her -emotions. - -When finally she had hidden her face in her hands, as if she dared no -longer let him gaze upon her weakness, Roderic took a step toward her -and spoke gently. - -At the sound of his beloved voice she trembled like an aspen leaf, -and as she heard the astounding intelligence imparted by his calm -words, first she looked from between her fingers, then both hands -fell from her face, and finally with bated breath she hung upon his -closing sentences, utterly transformed, radiant with a sudden return of -happiness such as she had believed could never again be her portion on -earth. - -What he said was but a hurried review of this meeting with Inez under -such strange conditions, the appointment he had made for a rendezvous -in the plaza, and last of all their desperate undertaking in company on -this night, resolved to save Leon if it be in mortal power to do so. - -She looked toward Inez, into whose brain something of the wonderful -truth was beginning to enter. - -That look no longer spoke of contempt and hatred--there was a new light -in her eye as though her soul had awakened to a glorious realization of -the possibilities opening before. - -In Inez the devoted daughter of Morro's stern governor, the girl who -had saved Leon from a prison cell in Cuba, the woman whose love had -made her that same Leon's wife and who was therefore her own sister, -she saw a different being from the dark-eyed houri whom she once -believed had stolen Roderic's heart--circumstances alter cases, and -the same scene we have looked upon in the deceptive moonlight becomes -transformed in the garish light of day. - -"His wife--my brother's wife--oh! what is this strange thing you tell -me--that would be too much happiness--I must be dreaming." - -The girl had met with such a revulsion of feeling that she threatened -to become incoherent again; but Roderic, advancing another step laid a -hand upon her arm, his touch acting like magic, for he seemed to infuse -some of his own calmness into her. - -"Go closer to Inez--see, the poor girl is bewildered, overwhelmed -at finding you here when she expected Leon, just as I too am deeply -puzzled. Speak to her--ask her who she is, and what she seeks at the -risk of her life. Ah! you cannot hate her, sweetheart, she who loves -your brother so dearly--your sister. Take her to your heart, you two -whom Heaven has brought together so strangely." - -His words stirred both of those who heard--the girls looked at each -other yearningly, for a new emotion had leaped into their souls. - -Unable to longer restrain their feminine feelings they were speedily -clasped in each other's arms, while Roderic stood by, holding his -little lantern, complacently watching the demonstration, meanwhile -congratulating himself that his skies had cleared and that the future -promised glorious possibilities. - -He was still greatly puzzled and for the life of him unable to -comprehend how Georgia could take the place of Leon in this dungeon of -the old fortress, difficult of access and vigilantly guarded by not -only one but two sentries. - -At the same time he knew an explanation would speedily be forthcoming, -and hence exercised what patience he possessed. - -It is not so difficult to do this when all things seem to be coming -one's way. - -Presently Georgia remembered. - -As she turned from Inez and faced her lover, face and neck were -suffused with scarlet. - -In his eyes it was a beautiful sight, and he could not remember ever -having seen her look so charming. - -"Oh! Roderic, can you, will you forgive my cruel, unjust suspicions, my -insane jealousy that caused me to treat you so bitterly, that refused -to hear your explanations? I do not deserve your love, but God knows I -could not live without it. Tell me you forgive such a wretch, and make -me happy again." - -He opened wide his arms, and forgetting her confusion, forgetting -everything but that she loved him and had again found Paradise, her -head was quickly pillowed on his shoulder, and she looked up into his -face, smiling through her tears. - -"You do forgive?" - -"As I hope to be forgiven. Let it be forgotten, even as you said of my -transgression. We love--we have been true to each other--the future -lies before us, why should we burden ourselves with foolish doubts and -fears? From this hour then we begin anew, nor may all Satan's power -prevail against us, nor shall I have reason to fear a Jerome or a -Julio, the latter of whom turns out to be the erring black sheep in the -family of Inez--her step-brother. As to Leon----" - -"_Carramba!_ yes, what of Leon?" cried Inez, with suddenly renewed -interest. - -What indeed. - -Roderic himself was conscious of a keen interest in the young -man--where had he gone and what brought Georgia to his dungeon? - -Plainly the time had arrived for explanations, nor did Georgia show a -disposition to withhold them. - -"You wonder to find me here?" she said, releasing herself from his arms. - -"Naturally so." - -"And disguised as--as, a man," with confusion. - -"Under the conditions if you came here at all it would have to be under -false colors." - -"The case was desperate--it admitted of no false modesty. Leon was to -be shot in the morning. I laid my plans and sought help of the only one -I believed I could trust in all San Juan. Heaven bless her kind spirit, -and forgive me for ever having believed she could have stooped so low -as to take the heart that belonged to me." - -"What! you went to Cleo?" he exclaimed. - -"Nothing more nor less, since I dared not ask the active assistance -of my guardian Don Porfidio, who endeavored in vain to have Leon's -sentence dismissed or changed. Yes, the Senorita Cleo not only received -me warmly but gave me aid and promised that if we succeeded Leon should -sail away on her yacht to safety." - -"God bless her!" muttered Roderic. - -"And he will, beloved, depend on it. But time will not permit me to -tell all. Her Captain Beven came ashore with me, and waits near by for -us to join him. Unfortunately we met Jerome on the street, showing -Captain Shackelford the sights of San Juan. I know he recognized me -in spite of my disguise for they hung upon our track until we drew -near the fortress. I fear he may discover the truth and in some way -overwhelm us with trouble. He is my evil genius--something within tells -me that through Senor Wellington the most bitter trial of my life -must come. But at last we seemed to shake them off, and I found an -opportunity to enter this awful place." - -Roderic shuddered to think of this valiant girl undertaking such a -gigantic task alone--it seemed almost incredible, and he would not have -believed it had not the fact come under his own observation. - -"But--how did you gain entrance to this cell, and--where has Leon gone?" - -"Yes, tell us of him, I implore," echoed Inez, who had hung upon every -word. - -"You shall hear. I already knew where my poor brother was -confined,--how I learned the facts I shall not say just now; and after -infinite trouble I came to where a guard walked up and down before a -barred door behind which I was positive Leon might be found. - -"All had been prepared, Captain Beven having so doctored a flask of -liquor that the wretch drinking half of it would be overwhelmed by -sleep. - -"While the guard walked away from me I placed this bait where he would -be apt to kick it with his foot on his return. - -"Everything worked smoothly, Senor Owen--the fellow gulped down some of -the stuff and presently slept as sweetly as a cherub." - -"Is sleeping still, and good for ten hours," declared Roderic, and then -resumed his attitude of listener, believing that something of deep -importance was coming next. - -"When this result had been secured I opened the door and found Leon -alive and well." - -Inez uttered a fervent prayer of thanks. - -"I had brought him some garments to put on, such as the Spanish -soldiers wear, but knowing the hour was near when the officer of the -guard would come along to see that each sentry was in his place it was -decided that until that critical time passed I was to remain in the -cell, while with the door barred Leon would take the sentry's gun and -mount guard----" - -Inez uttered a startled cry that seemed to come from her very soul, -and turning from them darted toward the door of the dungeon. - -Roderic knew what it meant. - -He suddenly remembered how he had placed the nervous guard _hors de -combat_--at the time he considered this a remarkably clever piece of -business--now he was ready to call himself a fool for his action. - -Good Heavens! what if he had gone a little further than he -intended--what if the breath had refused to return to the seeming guard -after his fall--it was Leon whom he had assailed, Leon, the very man -for whose sake, considering the fact that he was _her_ brother, he had -taken all this deadly risk. - -No wonder then he hurried after the impulsive wife, whom love sent -flying through the cell door. - -And Georgia, as yet failing to grasp the true sense of the situation, -and unwilling to remain behind, also followed. - -As Roderic issued from the dungeon he discovered Inez bending over the -form of the bound guard, and the American held his breath with suspense -as he hurried toward them. - -Ere he arrived however he was reassured. - -"He lives, senor, thanks be to the Virgin--it is I, my Leon, your Inez -who has sworn to save you nor share your fate. A knife Senor Owen, so -that we may cut loose his arms. Oh! blessed moment that I behold you -alive!" - -Thus alternately addressing Roderic and anon her husband, Inez pillowed -the head of the bound man, who seemed too amazed to speak. - -When however Roderic had opened his pocket knife and severed the bonds -with which he had so carefully bound his victim, he was rejoiced to see -him immediately sit up. - -All seemed to be going well. - -Perhaps fortune had other favors in store for them--at least the clouds -were rolling away, leaving a clear sky above. - -Inez had by this time managed to get her arms around the neck of her -husband, and was uttering happy expressions of endearment. - -Roderic himself would not have minded copying this example, with the -being he loved so close by, but just at this juncture the happy scene -was rudely and suddenly disturbed by a gruff voice uttering in vigorous -Spanish some astonishment at what was occurring in the grim passage of -the old fortress. - -Of course it was the miserable officer making his rounds, and who had -arrived just at this interesting moment. - - - - -CHAPTER XXVI. - -A RACE TO THE BOAT. - - -It was dreadfully unfortunate that such a miserable _contretemps_ -seemed bound to occur as that the officer of the guard must arrive upon -the scene just at this moment. - -Roderic, upon hearing the first Spanish word in that thick voice knew -discovery was at hand, and the little cherub of good fortune had -suddenly taken a back seat. - -If anything were done to prevent a general alarm from going forth, it -would have to come from him, since Leon was hardly in a position to -attempt any aggressive act, having a woman's arms about his neck. - -Roderic unfortunately had his back turned in the quarter from whence -the men advanced, else he might have detected the glow of light even -before they turned the corner of the passage. - -There was little use in crying over spilt milk. - -What was done could not be undone. - -The best he could do was to make some show of holding the enemy, -perhaps incarcerating him in the dungeon so lately Leon's abode. - -Unfortunately it happened that the rules and regulations of the Spanish -army do not allow a captain of the guard to make his rounds alone and -unattended. - -A non commissioned officer, perhaps a sergeant, stood at his side -holding the lantern and presenting a most astonished appearance at -witnessing so remarkable a scene. - -Roderic, without losing time, made a dive at the two soldiers, having -whipped out his revolver. - -"Surrender!" he exclaimed, not forgetting to put the emphatic word in -Spanish as became the character he represented. - -To his disgust the fellow who held the lantern was so overwhelmed by -his alarm that his fingers lost their grip, consequently the article -of illumination fell from his grasp and as Roderic's little affair had -taken a notion to go out, owing to the abrupt movement he made, they -found themselves enveloped in darkness that was not excelled by that of -Egypt when the plague came. - -It was very very unfortunate. - -Just when the Yankee had begun to feel confident he could grasp the -game, and manipulate it to his liking, it was snatched out of his hands. - -He knew the two men were beating a hasty retreat, for they made plenty -of noise as they stumbled along the dark passage. - -"We must lose no time--Leon, look to your wife--this way -Georgia--please Heaven we will yet find safety on Cleo's yacht." - -He had thrown a stout arm around her, and together they pushed forward, -while the others came close behind. - -At last the moon had pity for their misfortunes, for presently the fair -mistress of the night shone forth and dissipated some of the shadows -that had hung so heavily around them. - -If it had been of moment that Roderic should use caution in making his -advance toward the dungeon, surely there was now double reason for such -exactness, since their case was desperate enough without any further -accidents, such as wandering from the beaten track. - -Fortunately they were two, and where his knowledge of the right passage -was in doubt Georgia came to the rescue with her woman's wit. - -Thus they went on without a mistake. - -It was useless to hope they could escape from the whole result of this -unfortunate discovery, for the captain of the guard and his attendant -had kept up a constant bawling as they stumbled and threshed along, so -if under the impression that an enemy chased hard upon their heels with -naked swords, ready to impale them thereon. - -Of course this must ere now have placed every guard along the ramparts -on the alert, and the chances of the fugitives getting out of the -fortress in safety were scant indeed. - -"Faint heart ne'er won fair lady," as Roderic well knew, and he was one -of those men who, having sallied forth to accomplish a given object, -allow no obstacle to prevent them from attaining that end, so long as a -sturdy arm can prevail. - -He never magnified evils that cast their ugly shadows before, while at -the same time it was not his principle to under estimate a foe. - -At length they drew near the breach in the wall, which had offered -Roderic such friendly assistance when entering the fortress of San Juan. - -He had not forgotten the two sentries to whose interesting remarks he -had listened as he crouched there in the dark aperture under their feet. - -He could see them plainly standing there in an expectant attitude, as -though under the belief that an attack of some sort was coming, for in -no other way could they account for the loud shouts borne to their ears. - -It was a case necessitating heroic treatment. - -Roderic knew that nothing could be gained by delay and that the -demoralization of the guards was what would be to their best advantage. - -He crawled in advance of the others and deliberately opened fire upon -the two men. - -It was his intention to wound rather than slay, but he had life and -liberty at stake, and could not be blamed if he sent in the shots thick -and fast. The way must be cleared and those fellows above held it in -their power to prevent an escape, since they controlled the only exit -with which he was acquainted. - -Nor was the bombardment all one sided. - -The first sentry was struck in the leg, and dropping his Mauser rifle -he went hobbling away, bellowing as lustily as a calf; but his comrade -was made of better stuff, and at once opened fire in the quarter from -whence the shots came. - -This was serious enough, for one of the steel clad bullets, even while -missing Roderic might glance from some stone and do damage beyond. - -So the American forgot that he had intended to simply wound, and began -firing point blank, in the hope of downing the Spaniard before he could -do any damage. - -He was rejoiced then to see the man suddenly stagger back, raise his -weapon half way to his shoulder, fire a last shot; and then gun and -sentry fell on the rampart together. - -The way was open! - -It had been cleared at heavy cost--just how heavy Roderic did not even -suspect at the time. - -"Come," he said, huskily, "over the wall and down to safety--it is our -only hope!" - -And while the roll of the drum called the Spanish garrison to quarters -and soldiers hurried to doubly guard the walls, the fugitives scrambled -over the debris that half blocked the breach in the old fortress made -by the guns of Sampson's war ships. - -Over these impediments Roderic assisted Georgia, nor could he fail to -notice how strangely she seemed to hesitate, trusting almost entirely -in his strong arm, which was so unlike the Georgia he had known of old. - -Perhaps the realization of her dream, and the rescue of Leon from his -dungeon had brought about this singular result. - -At any rate there was no time given in which to consider it. - -Prompt action alone could take them through with flying colors. - -The martial sounds increased--one could almost imagine the garrison -prepared to receive an attack from the whole of General Miles' invading -army. - -If noise could accomplish it such an assault would be beaten back -readily enough, for the tumult already extended beyond the fortress and -was penetrating the town. - -Roderic would have felt inclined to laugh but for the seriousness of -the occasion--it was like a child and a stack of cards pitched on -end--a touch of the first sends the whole pack falling; or a spark -of fire coming in contact with a train of gunpowder--so the shouting -passed from street to street and San Juan was racked with the commotion. - -It was a big send off, at any rate, and those responsible for it could -possibly find some future satisfaction in knowing that San Juan had not -received such a shock since that early May morning when Sampson stirred -things up with his war terrors of the sea. - -By rare good luck the fugitives managed to get down from the break in -the massive wall without any serious accident. - -Several times one would stumble as a portion of the _debris_ slipped -under foot, or the tangle of the moon-flower vines tripped them up; but -these little accidents bore no result. - -Once upon _terra firma_ Roderic knew what he had arranged was all very -well, but if Cleo had sent Captain Beven to the rescue, his boat might -after all be more advantageously located than the one Owen had in mind. - -"To the left!" said Georgia, breathing heavily, for the task just -finished had been a severe one. - -Of course that meant that Beven was waiting near by, and Roderic was -fully content to let events drift him from now on. - -Hardly had they gone a dozen paces than the bluff English sailor showed -up. - -Perhaps he was surprised at discovering the presence of Roderic, who -made his identity known immediately, but if so no one knew it, for -Beven was a matter of fact old fellow, who took things as they came. - -The flight was hastily resumed--indeed, it would have been madness to -have halted any length of time with such signs of an aroused military -power all around them. - -Beven had assumed the lead, and as he was supposed to have his -bearings, so that the shortest route to the boat could be taken Roderic -was only too glad to resign the whole affair into his hands. - -It was at this critical juncture, when hope began to rise strongly in -their hearts, that a new element was injected into the game. - -Jerome and Captain Shackelford had indeed made a strong guess as to -the mission of Beven and the disguised Georgia. - -When they finally lost them in the neighborhood of the old fortress, -Shackelford had suggested that they visit the Spanish barracks not far -away, and talk the matter over with the colonel in charge, who was an -old friend of the sea captain. - -Thus, when the alarm broke out, they surmised that Beven had something -to do with it, and accompanied by a file of soldiers, posted in hot -haste toward the spot. - -It was our friends' misfortune to meet them on the way. - -There were no means of hiding--indeed, the hostile squads discovered -each other at about the same moment. - -What made it the more aggravating was the fact that the soldiers were -directly between them and the bay--just a little beyond could be seen -the dimpled water, flashing in the glorious light of the moon. - -What was to be done? - -Retreat had been rendered impossible, for Roderic was so confused by -the several turns taken that he would not have known how to reach his -boat. - -To surrender meant ignominious death. - -An Anglo-Saxon could not dream of submitting to such disgrace while one -door yet remained open. - -That door was a gallant charge. - -Beven knew his nation was not at war with Spain, but his sympathies -were wholly with those who spoke the same tongue--blood is thicker than -water, and with prophetic wisdom he like many of his race, saw signs in -the air to indicate that the time was coming when Great Britain and her -colonies would stand fast with the great Republic against the rest of -the world--_for peace_! - -Therefore he was ready to step in, this gallant son of Neptune who had -seen many a hot engagement under the flag of St. George. - -"We must cut through or all is lost!" cried Roderic, clinching his -teeth in anticipation of the hot time that was coming. - -"Good. I'm with you!" snapped the sailor, grimly. - -Leon had been armed and was eager for the fray--eager to strike a blow -because of the suffering and indignities put upon him by these Spanish -tories who loved not Porto Rico. - -"Forward, then, and God defend the right!" - -Roderic had hardly spoken before they were once again in motion, having -involuntarily halted at first sight of the foe. - -As the Spaniards had also started forward, the two hostile bodies were -advancing toward each other with a rapidity that promised to speedily -bring them into contact. - -Roderic's martial spirit was fully awakened. - -He only feared for the devoted girl who clung so closely to him--on her -account he was like a lion aroused, and all thought of pity for those -against whom they must come in battle array vanished from his heart. - -Beven knew the advantage that must accrue from a hot fire delivered -before the others thought of opening the engagement. - -"Altogether--make it warm for the dagoes!" he said, swinging his right -arm on a level. - -Then flashes of fire leaped out, and the rattle of revolvers sounded -like giant hail stones beating on an enormous kettle. - -It was a perfect cyclone of lead that whipped along that narrow street -leading to the bay. - -Hardly a shot was wasted. - -Confusion and consternation seemed to overwhelm the Spaniards. - -Brave men they may have been, but there is a limit to endurance, a time -when panic sweeps irresistibly through the mind, and each individual -feels that he is the only one remaining alive of many. - -So it was no doubt here. - -The hurricane of missiles had done considerable damage, but the -abruptness and violence with which the storm burst upon them was of -even more value in completing the utter demoralization of the Spaniards. - -Jerome and Shackelford were the only ones left standing in the street -when the fusillade ceased, and the captain had but one leg left upon -which he could rely. - -Wellington had thrown both arms into the air as a token that his teeth -were drawn and that he surrendered. - -"To the boat!" said Captain Beven, knowing that a thousand Spanish -soldiers would be on the spot ere ten minutes had passed. - -Although this round had been so gloriously won he knew they still had a -hard row to hoe ere success could be assured. - -Still, when were brave hearts of the Saxon race dismayed by even -overwhelming odds--the record of many a fierce battle fought on -European, Asian, African and American fields bears testimony of their -dauntless grit. - -Jerome's attitude would have been ludicrous at any other time--he -seemed desirous of raising his arms to their highest possible level. - -"You have won--you deserve success--I have had enough--count me out, -and good luck go with the whole of you!" was what he bawled as they -passed him by. - -The tiger's claws had been trimmed. - -Shackelford was not so magnanimous--he had a game leg that would -trouble him no doubt for the rest of his life, and his benediction was -in the shape of some hot blasphemy that doubtless eased his soul more -or less. - -It was a strange parting from the villain of the play--but then Jerome -was after all only an adventurer whose maxim it was to sip honey from -the beautiful flowers, and leave dangerous briars alone. - - - - -CHAPTER XXVII. - -WHEN THE SPANISH FLAG LEFT PORTO RICO FOREVER. - - -Another short run would take them to the water's edge where a boat -awaited, and sturdy English muscles were eager to row them to safety. - -Captain Beven had taken the precaution to make Spaniards out of his men -and himself, in the expectation that such a conceit might avail to save -Cleo future trouble; for such an event as this could easily be made the -foundation of an international dispute, and the Spanish government find -just cause to demand damages from John Bull. - -Down the _calle_ they went, in the midst of shouts and execrations from -a myriad of heads that protruded from the windows on either side. - -That the owners neither knew what was in the wind nor cared a _peseta_ -was a foregone conclusion; but they could not resist giving tongue -after the manner of their kind and according to the stripe of their -belief. - -It was a hot finish. - -Roderic did not breathe easily until they reached the boat. - -Then he began to believe there was a strong chance for boarding the -yacht. - -It would not be a walk over, for pursuit had been inaugurated, and the -shouts of the angry soldiery rang down the narrow street. - -The embarkation was speedily accomplished--indeed, almost like magic -they found themselves in the boat, the sailors sprang after, oars were -unshipped and the shore left behind. - -What a pæan of thanksgiving seemed to arise in Owen's heart when he saw -the long prayed for consummation of their hopes accomplished--as the -shore receded, each stroke of the oars appeared like a measure in the -glad anthem that swelled upward from his very soul. - -For success meant to him more than life--he had fought _for love_, and -Paradise opened wide her doors. - -Then he cast an anxious look above--oh, pale moon, sailing so serenely -athwart the heavens, show yet again your sympathy and gentle mercy by -veiling that bright face behind some friendly cloud--it were worth a -king's ransom to have this occur, but it was vouchsafed them without -money and without price. - -The moon dipped out of sight behind a black, ragged mass of clouds, and -the bay of San Juan was for the time being wrapped in semi-gloom. Even -Providence seemed on their side. - -When the Spanish soldiers reached the water's edge they fired at -random, but none of the missiles came anywhere near them in the boat. - -Faster rowed the British tars, knowing full well that boats must -already have put out in pursuit, and delay meant trouble. - -Roderic cast many an anxious glance up toward that section of the -heavens where moon and cloud were having a royal warfare, and he was -delighted to discover that the former would evidently be discounted in -the battle--at least the reign of the cloud would last until they had -reached the Dreadnaught and were sheltered by her bulk from searching -eyes. - -So it happened. - -One and all had gained her deck and the boat was hauled up to the -davits ere the face of fair Luna peeped inquisitively forth. - -Looking toward the shore they saw a dozen boats, all occupied by -Spanish soldiers in pursuit of a little sailboat or sloop that, taking -advantage of the night wind was endeavoring to slip out of the harbor, -being possibly a smuggler engaged in defying the severe duties placed -upon all imports by Spanish laws. - -Fortune seemed never to tire of aiding their cause--it was one chance -in a thousand that this smuggler should start just at such a moment, -and divert the attention of the enraged Spaniards. - -Perhaps, however, a guilty conscience had something to do with the -matter, for those on board the _contrabandista_ boat must have believed -the tremendous row ashore had to do with their presence in the bay, and -spreading their white wings they had flown seaward. - -Several volleys were fired after them by the soldiers, and there came a -deep boom or two later announcing that the fort commanding the entrance -to the bay had taken a few chances at the escaping boat; but the moon -had again plunged behind the clouds, and besides, those on board the -sloop knew every foot of the offing so that the way to escape was open. - -But Roderic, even though the yacht was in motion, and there was more or -less danger of a bombardment from the forts, had lost all interest in -the result. - -He was hovering over the berth where they had laid Georgia, for upon -reaching the deck the girl had fainted in his arms--she had been -wounded, perhaps by the glancing bullet that came from the guard's -Mauser when he took his last shot. - -All were dismayed to discover it, and Roderic felt a dumb anguish -creeping over his heart as he awaited the doctor's report. - -It was a serious wound, with the chances against her surviving in such -a warm climate. - -The truth almost paralyzed poor Roderic--for this had he labored, that -Leon should be saved and his sister yield up her bright young life? - -Heaven alone knows what he suffered during the weary hours of suspense. - -When the dread summons came and he knew he had lost her, the awful -nature of the blow almost crushed him. - -For once in his life he felt like cursing the Providence that rules -over all. - -Georgia passed away with her arm about his neck, her head pillowed on -his breast, and her last whispered words were: - -"How I love you, my Roderic--do not quite forget the poor daughter of -Porto Rico!" - -As if he could forget--so long as life remained her image must always -be enshrined in his heart. - -Perhaps it was just as well for his future happiness--love like -Georgia's, so hot and inflammable, does not always bring that peace and -content of mind which most men who speak the English tongue desire as -their portion--it would mean an iceberg, a volcano--cold one hour and -scorching the next. - -Yes, perhaps Providence ordered it for the best. - -And Georgia who seemed gifted with unusually clear vision, Georgia -must have realized this, for had she not placed Cleo's hand in his, and -solemnly declared that it was her dying wish he should in due time take -this fair blue-eyed cousin for his own. - -At first in the keen anguish of his grief Roderic scarcely gave this a -second thought, but later on it loomed up before his vision as he saw -how Cleo avoided him and how she blushed furiously whenever he glanced -at her. - -Thus he knew an explanation was absolutely necessary, and not being the -man to avoid duty he had a long interview with his cousin. - -It was arranged that Roderic should go away, after poor Georgia had -been buried near Ponce, (where Leon decided should be the final resting -place of his devoted sister,) and not see Cleo again for six months--if -at the end of that time he could come to her and honestly confess a -positive growth of the love he had always entertained for her, she -would consent to become his wife. - -That was all. - -They had not been interfered with in leaving San Juan harbor, and a -safe landing was made on the southern shore of Porto Rico where the -stars and stripes already floated over the land that fate intended -should be one of the fairest gems upon Columbia's diadem. - -After the simple ceremony that marked the funeral of the beautiful -girl, Roderic thought life was a blank to him. - -He joined one of the armies of occupation and saw some hot service as -the boys in blue advanced across the island toward San Juan, always -driving the Spaniards before, yet each day finding the task more -difficult. - -Utterly reckless in his present state of mind, Roderic rushed into the -jaws of death once too often--if his mad desire was to follow his poor -Georgia across the borders of eternity he came very near accomplishing -it one day when, with a few chosen spirits he cleared a rocky eminence -of Spanish bushwhackers lying in wait for the Yankee advance guard. - -The field doctor actually gave him up for lost, but he was carried -back to the town of Ponce in an old _volante_ found at a farmer's, -relic of days long gone by, and not the most comfortable vehicle of -transportation in the world for a pain-racked hero, but infinitely -better than nothing. - -Here, in the hospital they found that he had one chance in a dozen if -carefully nursed, and behold, who should appear at the side of his cot -but Cleo, the girl he had believed a thousand miles away on pleasure -bent; yes Cleo, who, finding there was need of nurses to look after the -sick and wounded heroes among the Regulars and Volunteers, "her own -boys" as she called them, had quickly chosen to let the voyage wait and -devote herself to the ministration of angelic duties. - -How they worshiped her, those wounded and fever stricken fellows to -whom her presence brought such comfort as she wrote letters, read -cheering words and waited upon them. - -Many a heart asked Heaven's choicest blessings to follow her. - -And Cleo had her reward when she found Roderic on a cot of pain. - -Hers was the blessed hand that sustained him, hers the cheery face that -bending above gave him new desire to live. - -Of course he survived, else had this over true tale never been written; -but it was a hard struggle, and the good army surgeon solemnly assured -Roderic he had positively been a dead man only for the unremitting and -gentle care of his sweet nurse. - -It was so ordered by Divine Providence. - -Roderic found out the truth--found that he did really and sincerely -love this brave girl from Virginia, not with the tempestuous affection -such as he had felt for Georgia,--no woman on earth could ever again -arouse such a passion within his heart, but with a steadfast zeal that -must grow with the passage of time until it became the sum and total of -his existence. - -By the time Roderic was well enough to be moved San Juan had come into -the hands of the Americans, a protocol having been signed anticipating -peace between the two nations, now at war for the first time in their -history. - -Porto Rico was a part of the United States--the days of Spain's -dominion had passed and would return no more. - -It was necessary that Roderic be moved north, for recovery would be -more rapid in a cooler, bracing atmosphere. - -Cleo's beautiful steam yacht still lay in the harbor awaiting her -pleasure. - -No one may ever know who suggested the thing, but that mattered little, -since such a union was a foregone conclusion; but one day a little -ceremony was performed in Roderic's room at the hotel, and Cleo changed -her name--Miss Fairfax of Virginia was no more--enter Mrs. Roderic Owen. - -Thus Roderic brushed all scruples aside--as the husband of the owner of -the yacht he could sail in her forever without arousing comment. - -Weak as he was he and Cleo drove to the grave of his lost love and -mingled their tears with the beautiful flowers they spread upon it. - -No, Roderic could never forget her--he would be less than a man to -dream of trying, and no doubt once in a while a yearning would arise in -his heart that could not be kept down, for in imagination he could feel -her arms about his neck, her passionate kisses upon his lips. - -But that will come and go as a vague dream. - -His wife is the sweetest and noblest woman in all the wide world, her -devotion to him is the envy of all his bachelor friends and Roderic -declares himself the happiest benedict in existence. - -To Cleo the memory of Georgia is sacred, and she often brings up the -subject herself, being singularly free from jealousy. - -Roderic met Julio in Ponce at the time he was saying good-bye to Leon -and his wife; the ex-_toreador_ and beau of San Juan was thinking of -migrating to Spain, since he could not hope to win many fresh laurels -in a land where the stars and stripes waved, and where men had a stern -code of morals for such sad flirts as he. - -Of General Porfidio, Roderic had seen quite considerable while in -the hospital, and the old warrior will always have a warm place in -Roderic's heart; nor can he ever forget that awful duel with swords in -the East India bungalow of Rathmines road, Dublin. - -As for Jerome, doubtless he is working the European capitals--perhaps -should he meet one Joel Darby on his rounds, the latter might kindly -give him points concerning the combination with which he broke the bank -at Monte Carlo. - - -THE END. - - - * * * * * - - -TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES - - -Punctuation has been standardized. - -Some alternate spellings have been retained. - -A Table of Contents has been added. - -Character "Roderic" name had variant spelling "Roderick" on 10 pages. -Corrected to "Roderic" for consistency with other 450 occurrences. - -Character "Beven" name had variant spelling "Bevens" on 8 pages. -Corrected to "Beven" for consistency with other 53 occurrences. - -p. 15: "debonnair" changed to "debonair" (his debonair manner) - -p. 33: "wont" changed to "won't" (You won't join me then?) - -p. 68: "chapparal" changed to "chaparral" (than from a chaparral) - -p. 92: "openations" changed to "operations" (start operations upon) - -p. 93: "glimse" changed to "glimpse" (a glimpse of a flaring candle) - -p. 122: "predeliction" changed to "predilection" (predilection for -having) - -p. 145: "bete noir" changed to "bete noire" (greatest bete noire was) - -p. 155: "tempation" changed to "temptation" (resist the temptation) - -p. 171: "lesat" changed to "least" (to say the least) - -p. 175: "byegone" changed to "bygone" (relics of bygone days) - -p. 184: "byeways" changed to "byways" (the streets and byways) - -p. 185: "in" changed to "to" (induced to enter the trap) - -p. 189: "diableric" changed to "diablerie" (diablerie of his appearance) - -p. 195: "succumed" changed to "succumbed" (succumbed to the charm) - -p. 217: "semed" changed to "seemed" (at the moment seemed deeply -engrossed) - -p. 235: "posibility" changed to "possibility" (bounds of human -possibility) - -p. 245: "ecstacy" changed to "ecstasy" (ecstasy and keen pain) - -p. 246: "apperture" changed to "aperture" (a gaping aperture) - -p. 251: Finished incomplete word "dungeon" (reach the closed dungeon) - -p. 261: "resuced" changed to "rescued" (than be rescued by you) - -p. 280: "irrisistibly" changed to "irresistibly" (sweeps irresistibly) - -p. 280: "fusilade" changed to "fusillade" (when the fusillade ceased) - -p. 287: "Her's" changed to "Hers" (Hers was the blessed hand) - -p. 287: "her's" changed to "hers" (hers the cheery face) - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Miss Fairfax of Virginia, by St. George Rathborne - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MISS FAIRFAX OF VIRGINIA *** - -***** This file should be named 52599-0.txt or 52599-0.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/2/5/9/52599/ - -Produced by Daniel Lowe, Melissa McDaniel and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This -file was produced from images generously made available -by The Internet Archive) - - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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