"What I had intended, general, was to charter the _diligencia_; and use it, as if it were going on its regular trip between here and Puebla. The robbers are also troublesome upon the Toluca route; so I don't care which we try first. I should dress my twelve men in Mexican costumes; have a monk or two along with them, and at least a couple of ladies. The _reboso_ would disguise them sufficiently for our purpose. A Mexican uniform or two might aid the decoy: since just before our coming into the country no less than thirteen officers of their army, travelling in the stage-coach, were stopped by a band of only six robbers, and stripped even of their uniforms! I should have liked two or three Mexican _militarios_ among my men; but just now it would scarce look natural, and the bandits might suspect a _ruse_." "Well, sir," said the general, evidently amused by my ideas, "What would you do with these twelve masqueraders?" "Arm each of them with a small battery of revolvers; give him a good bowie knife to fall back upon; and, when the robbers make halt around the stage-coach, let all spring out at once, and go at them with a will. I know of twelve men I can muster, who are just the sort for such an enterprise. All of them, one time or another, have done a little bit of street fighting; and I'm much mistaken if there's one of their number who would shy from an encounter with Mexican brigands anything under ten to one. Our only fear would be that too many of the bandits should be able to get off before we had time to give them a good thrashing. They're wonderfully quick on their little horses." "By the word of Winfield Scott, sir, there's something in what you propose. For my part, I shouldn't care to trouble about these robber gentry--who are perhaps only a little less honest than the rest of their countrymen--but it don't look just the thing that we haven't put a stop to their depredations--especially as they've committed some outrages on our own people. Well, sir!" he added, after a pause, "I'll consider your proposal, and give you an answer by to-morrow morning. Meanwhile you may hold yourself in readiness--in case I should think proper to approve of it." "Shall I retain the _diligencia_, general?" "No, no; not this trip--not for to-morrow. There will be time enough. I must think the matter over. It won't do to be charged with silly things; and, as you ought to know, sir, I have enemies at Washington-- foes in the rear, sir, as well as in the front. Besides, you wouldn't have time to get your fellows ready before to-morrow morning?" "In an hour, general; if your permission be given. I have sounded them already. They would all be _en masque_ before midnight."