The Infidel; or, the Fall of Mexico. Vol. I.Bird, Robert Montgomery
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The Infidel; or, the Fall of Mexico. Vol. I.
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Fiction
"Know then, brother Juan," said he, "that thou shalt lap the blood of
Don Demonios to-morrow morning, at the banquet-table; and afterwards
hang up Guzman with thine own hands. Thou art too white-livered, or thou
shouldst have known of the matter earlier. Also, thou shalt have thy
fair nun again, as before:--that is, upon condition she likes thee
better than me; which may be, or may not, for who can tell whether the
star will shoot into the marsh, or fall upon the mountain?--Bah! it is a
pity I brought thee not another flagon. Busta! I will drink no more; for
this is no time to be thick-witted.--Know then, _Juanito querido_, we
have brought our conspiracy to a head; and out of the nine hundred
Christians in this town there are two hundred and forty sworn on dirk,
buckler, and crucifix, to our whole game,--three hundred, who will wink
and stand by, till the play is over,--three hundred who will swear faith
to the devil himself, when Don Demonios lies hid in his pocket,--and as
for the rest, why we must e'en have some hanging and stabbing."
"In heaven's name," said Juan, "what dost thou mean? Art thou really
mad? Bethink thee what thou art saying!"
"Hah!" cried Villafana, "wilt thou skulk backwards, after all? Dost thou
pretend to oppose us? We had some thoughts of making thee one of the
three chief captains. This Olea stands to; for he swears thou art the
best leader in the camp."
"Is Gaspar sworn among you?" said Juan, with a faint voice, his
detestation of the bloody scheme arousing him to the necessity of
sifting it to the bottom--for he forgot his captivity, and thought only
of arresting the progress of a treason so fearful.
"Ay," returned the Alguazil; "and better men than he. Come, clap thy
name to the paper, and I swear thou shalt have a command among us,
though I should kill thy rival-candidate Gil Gonzales, with my own hand.
Dost thou not know these fellows? We have hidalgos among us."
As he spoke, he pulled from his bosom a paper, on which Juan read with
affright the names of several men of rank, mingled with those of common
soldiers, with many of which he was familiar. His first thought was to
secure this dreadful list, and calling to the guards about the prison,
arrest the Alguazil upon the spot. A moment's consideration determined
him to take further advantage of the communicativeness of the traitor,
until made acquainted with all the details of the conspiracy. He bridled
his anger, therefore, and concealing his horror under an appearance of
doubt and hesitation, to which his trembling agitation gave no little
force, he said,
"How is this? Are these names good and true?"--
"See you not Barba Roxa's sign-manual, near the bottom of the list? He
subscribed it last night. He draws the figure of a knife well, as one
who knows how to use it. But as for thee, _nino mio_, thou art able to
write thy signature in full."
"Stay," cried Juan. "What are you to do? You spoke of a banquet, and the
morning. Assassination, hah?"
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