Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
Luis, at Antonio's desire, gave him an exact description of Clara,
(though perhaps he painted her with the pencil and colours lovers are
apt to use,) and then of the ruffian who had carried her off, and of
whom, for the same reason, it may be supposed, he did not speak in the
most flattering terms; but his hearer, who seemed inclined to smile at
the narration, made due allowances for both; and by the time the party
had reached the ruined part of the city, he had made himself fully
master of all the circumstances of the case. He then, turning to
Captain Pinto, begged him to separate from them for a time, appointing
to meet him at a certain hour, if he was successful in the first steps
he intended to pursue.
Accompanied by Luis and Pedro, who would not leave him, he then plunged
into the most intricate and narrow lanes of the city, climbing over
ruins, among which were seen the mangled and burnt bodies of the
wretched inhabitants, scaring, as they proceeded, the gorged dogs from
their horrid feast. Now and then only they met a human being; for none,
except for the purposes of concealment, had ventured where, even in
better days, few were willing to wander unprotected. Antonio spoke to
each one he passed, but all shook their heads in answer; yet, not
discouraged by his want of success at first, he pursued the same plan,
though the appearance of his acquaintances, it must be confessed, did
certainly not afford Luis a very high opinion of his character, for a
more villainous set of cut-throats it had never been his lot to
encounter, although they were habited in the richest and most costly
garments; but these were so evidently part of the spoils they had
collected, and sat so ill upon them, that they only increased the
ferocity and wildness of their countenances. Once or twice they met
persons with whom he held rather longer conferences, and he appeared by
degrees to be gaining some information which was satisfactory. At
length, as they were turning the corner of a street, they came suddenly
on a person who endeavoured to escape them, by hurrying, at some risk,
among the smoking ruins, the moment he saw them approaching; but Antonio
was too quick for him, and running after him, caught him by the arm.
The person made no further resistance; but, on the contrary, as soon as
he saw who was his pursuer, he embraced him cordially, seeming to feel
much pleasure at the rencontre, accompanying him quietly as he walked
on, followed at a little distance by Luis and Pedro.
"Do you know, senhor, that I have seen the figure of that man before,"
said the latter to his master. "I caught a glimpse of his countenance,
and as I am a sinner, and hope to be saved, it is no other than the
hermit of Nossa Senhora da Pedra, and the holy padre Fre Lopez."
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