The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan WarAimard, Gustave
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The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan War
Aimard, Gustave
Texas -- History -- Revolution, 1835-1836 -- Fiction; Western stories
This man was tall, elegant, and aristocratic, and appeared to be young.
A half-mask of velvet concealed the upper part of his face; as for his
attire, it was exactly similar to that of the other persons in the room,
but a brace of long pistols and a dagger were passed through the girdle
of red China crape which was wound tightly round his waist. At the
appearance of the stranger a quiver ran, like an electric current,
through the lines of visitors. The masked man, with head erect, arms
crossed on his chest, and body haughtily thrown back, gave his audience
a glance, which could be seen flashing through the holes in the velvet.
"It is well," he at length said, in a sonorous voice; "you are faithful
to your promise, Caballeros, not one of you have kept us waiting. This
is the eighth time I have assembled you during the month, and each time
I have found you equally prompt and faithful; thanks, in the name of the
country, Caballeros."
His auditors bowed silently, and the stranger continued, after a slight
pause--
"Time presses, gentlemen; the situation is growing with each moment more
serious; today we have no longer to attempt an adventurous stroke; the
hour has arrived to stake our heads resolutely in a glorious and
decisive game. Are you ready?"
"We are," they all answered unanimously.
"Reflect once more before pledging yourselves further," the Mask
continued, in a thrilling voice: "this time I repeat to you, we shall
take the bull by the horns, and have a hand-to-hand fight with it; of
one hundred chances, ninety-eight are against us."
"No matter," the person who first entered the room said, haughtily; "if
two chances are left us, they will be sufficient."
"I expected no less from you, John Davis," the stranger said, "you have
ever been full of devotion and self-denial; but, perhaps, among our
comrades some may not think as you do entirely. I do not regard this as
a crime, for a man may love his country and yet not consent to sacrifice
his life to it without regret; still, I must have perfect confidence in
those who follow me; they and I must have but one heart and one thought.
Let those, then, who feel a repugnance to share in the task we have to
perform tonight withdraw. I know that if prudence urges them to abstain
this time, under circumstances less desperate I should find them ready
to support me."
There was a lengthened silence, and no one stirred; at length the
stranger said, with an expression of joy which he did not try to
conceal--
"Come, I was not mistaken; you are brave fellows."
John Davis shrugged his shoulders.
"By heaven!" he said, "The trial was useless; you ought to have known
long ago what we are."
"Certainly I knew it, but my honour commanded me to act as I have done.
Now, all is said: we shall succeed or perish together."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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