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THE ARRIVAL OF SANTA ANNA.
"What thing thou doest, bravely do; When Heaven's clear call hath found thee, Follow--with fervid wheels pursue, Though thousands bray around thee." "Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed, Which his aspiring rider seemed to know; With slow but stately pace kept on his course; You would have thought the very windows spoke, So many greedy looks of young and old, Through casements darted their desiring eyes Upon his visage." Left to themselves, the two men threw off like a mask the aspect of cheerfulness they had worn in the presence of the Senora.

Thomas Worth ate heartily, for he had been without food since morning; but Navarro did not attempt to join his meal.

He sat patiently waiting his sombre eyes fixed upon the mental visions which circled in the enchanted incense of his cigarette.
Presently Thomas Worth turned toward the hearth, pushed the cedar logs on it to a focus, and at their leaping blaze lighted the pipe which he took from his pocket.

"Lopez," he said, "it strikes me that I am just in time to prevent some infamous plan of Fray Ignatius and my uncle Gonzaga." "I should not have lost sight of the Senora and your sisters.