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l will act as your guide"
1hank you; what next?"
Next. my brother Edward has taken,
III his own name, at the San Lazaro gate
small house, where ten horses, belong
ing 10 the purest mustang breed, were
at once placed in magnificent corral"
That concerns Curumilla"
AND now one other thing, my friend
Speak ~
You will not be angry with me?"
With you? nonsense - said Valentine,
holding out his hand
Not knowing whether you had suffi-
clent funds at your disposal-and you
will agree with me that you will require
large sum-"
Il know it. Well?"
well, /"
L see L must come to your assistance,
my poor Antonio AS you believe me a
poor hunter not possessed of a farthing.
and are so delicate minded yourself, you
have placed in a corner of the room, or
IN some article of furniture of which
you want to give me the key and don't
know how, fifty or perhaps one hundred
thousand piastres, with the reservation to
offer me more, should not that sum prove
sufficient"
Would you be angry with me had 1
done 500"
ION the contrary, 1 should be most
grateful to you
In that case | am glad"
Glad of what, my dear Antonio?"
That you accept the hundred thou
sand piastres."
Valentine smiled.
Il am delighted to find that you are
the man l judged you to be. Still, do
not accept it."
DO you refuse, Valentine?" he said
mournfully.
Let us understand each other. I do
not refuse; l simply tell you that I do
not want the money and here is the
proof" he added, as he took out a folded
paper, you, as a banker, may know the
firm of Thornwood, Dawson & Co."
at is the richest in San Francisco"
Then open that paper and read"
Mr.. Rallier obeyed.
"An unlimited credit opened at my
house." he exclaimed in voice tremu-
lous with joy.
Does that displease you?" Valentine
asked with a smile
lon the contrary; but you must be
rich in that case"
A cloud of sadness passed over the
hunters forehead.
Il have grieved you, my friend"
alas! as you know, there are certain
wounds which never close. Yes, my
friend, l am rich; Curumilla, Belhumeur
and myself alone know in Apacheria the
-; oh nla hot in +ho
1t was for the purpose of going to this
placer that l did not accompany you to
Mexico; now you understand; but what
do 1 care for this incalculable fortune
when my heart is dead, and the joy of
my life is forever annihilated"
And under the weight of the deep emo
ton that crushed him, the hunter hung
his head down and stifed sob.
"Koutonepi," said Curumilla in a hol-
low voice, remember that you have
sworn to avenge our brother"
The hunter drew himself up as if stung
by a serpent, and pressed the hand of the
Indian offered him.
women alone weep for the dead, be-
cause they are unable to avenge them"
the Indian continued in the same harsh
cutting accent.
Eyes, you are right" the hunter an
swered with feverish energy; Il thank
you, chief"
Curumilla laid his friends hand on his
heart and stood for an instant notion
less at length he let it fall, sat down
again, and wrapping himself in his sa-
rape, he returned to his habitual silence,
from which so grave a circumstance alone
could have aroused him.
Forgive me, my friends, for having
forgotten, during a moment, the character
I have assumed" said Valentine in gen.
tie voice.
Their hands were slightly extended to
him.
Now" he exclaimed in a firm voice,
'let us speak of that poor Dona Anita de
Torares."
ALAS ~ said the elder Rallier, 81 can
not tell you anything, although my sister
Helena, her companion at the Convent
of the Bernardines to which l sent her,
has let me know that she would have
grand news for us in a few days.
Il will give you that news, with your
permission" Don Martial said at this
moment, suddenly joining in the conversa-
ton.
DO you know anything? Valentine
asked him.
Yes. something most important"
Speak then. my friend, speak, we are
listening
The Tigrero, without further pressing.
at once reported. in the fullest details,
his interview with Don Sebastian Guer-
rero's capataZ.
CHAPTER Nv.
The Convent of the Barnardines is
situated but short distance from the
Pasco de Bucarelli. On the day when we
introduce the reader into the convent, at
about five in the evening, three persons,
collected in a leafy arbor, at the end of
the garden were talking with considera-
bic animation.
Of these persons, one was nun, while
the other two, girls of from sixteen to
eighteen. were noviccs.