Evaña dismounted in the patio of the quinta and then went in search of Lieutenant Gordon, whom he found inside the house superintending the arrangements for the comfort of the wounded. "Señor Gordon," said he, drawing him to one side, "I have come here in search of a friend of mine, who I have reason to believe was one of the garrison of the quinta this morning. I am very anxious about him." "What was his name?" asked the lieutenant. "I do not wish to mention his name," replied Evaña. "Was it the same as this?" asked the other, drawing from his waistcoat-pocket a small piece of paper folded into the form of a letter and addressed to-- La Sra: Doña Constancia Lopez y Viana. "No," answered Evaña, as a thrill of joy shot through him; he recognised the handwriting of his friend. Lieutenant Gordon looked at him for a moment with a puzzled expression on his face, then-- "Ah; I forgot," said he, "women do not change their names in this country when they marry. Of course, but you recognise that writing?" "Yes, it is his." "Then he is all safe, I spoke with him not an hour ago. He went away the last of them all. But it is not his fault that he is safe, if they had been all like him we should not have got in so easily." "If they were all like him you would not have got in at all," replied Evaña warmly, at which the young officer smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Excuse me," continued Evaña, "but that note is to his mother. If you will permit me I will take it to her at once." A look of disappointment came over Lieutenant Gordon's face, he seemed loth to part with the letter, but after pondering a little he handed it to Evaña, saying: "Yes, you had better take it, you can go at once, but I may probably be here all day." Evaña put it carefully into his pocket-book. "You will not mention his name to anyone," he said, turning to go away. "No fear," answered Gordon. "No one spoke to him but myself, and as he did not mention his name there will be no need to tell it, but probably no questions will be asked." As Evaña rode out of the gate he met the commanding officer returning from the pursuit, and stopped to speak with him. He recognised him as Colonel Pack, General Beresford's second in command. "I shall remain here till the afternoon," said the colonel, in reply to a question of Evaña's. "They have carried off most of their wounded with them; those fellows are deuced difficult to unhorse, but we have some here, I believe, and it will be well if you can send me some native surgeon to look after them." This Evaña promised to do, and then started at once for the city at a quick gallop.