The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan WarAimard, Gustave
History
The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan War
Aimard, Gustave
Texas -- History -- Revolution, 1835-1836 -- Fiction; Western stories
A few moments later, the little band entered the grotto on horseback,
without leaving any traces of its passage. This grotto, like many others
in that country, possessed several entrances, and through this
peculiarity it often served as a refuge to the wood rangers, who, being
thoroughly conversant with all its windings, could easily escape from
the search of any enemies who might have followed their trail. It was
divided into several compartments, without visible communication with
each other, and formed a species of maze, which ran with inextricable
windings under the whole of the hill. On the prairie the name of the
Jaguar's grotto had been given it.
The two hunters, sent forward by the Canadian, were seated by an
enormous fire of heather, and quietly roasting a magnificent haunch of
venison, as they silently smoked their pipes. Although they must have
been waiting a long time for their friends, on the arrival of Tranquil
and his comrades they contented themselves with a slight bow, and did
not evince the slightest desire to know what had occurred since their
departure, for these men had lived so long on the desert, that they had
grown to assume all the Indian habits. Tranquil led the two females into
a grotto a considerable distance from the principal one.
"Here," he said in a gentle whisper, "you must speak as little as
possible, and as low as you can, for you never know what neighbours you
may have; pay great attention to this piece of advice, for your safety
depends on it. If you require me, or have an inclination to join us, you
know where we are, and it is an easy matter for you to come; good-bye."
His daughter caught him by the arm for a moment, and whispered in his
ear. He bowed in reply, and went out. When the two females found
themselves alone, their first impulse was to fall into each other's
arms. This first emotion past, they lay on the ground with that feeling
of comfort which is experienced when you have sighed during a long
period for a rest, the want of which you greatly feel. At the expiration
of about an hour, Tranquil returned.
"Are we going to start again?" Carmela asked hurriedly, with an
ill-disguised agitation.
"On the contrary, I expect to remain here till sunset."
"Heaven be praised!" the maiden exclaimed.
"I have come to tell you that breakfast is ready, and that we are only
awaiting your presence to begin our meal."
"Eat without us, my dear papa," Carmela answered; "at this moment we
have more need of sleep than anything else."
"Sleep if you like; I have brought you, however, male clothing, which I
must ask you to put on."
"What, father, dress ourselves as men?" Carmela said in surprise, and
with a slight repugnance.
"You must, child--it is indispensable."
"In that case I will obey you, father."
"Thank you, my daughter."
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