I, too, am like you, and yet from fear of injuring the innocent I prefer to forget my misfortunes." "You can forget because you are young and because you haven't lost a son, your last hope! But I assure you that I shall injure no innocent one.

Do you see this wound?
Rather than kill a poor cuadrillero, who was doing his duty, I let him inflict it." "But look," urged Elias, after a moment's silence, "look what a frightful catastrophe you are going to bring down upon our unfortunate people.

If you accomplish your revenge by your own hand, your enemies will make terrible reprisals, not against you, not against those who are armed, but against the peaceful, who as usual will be accused--and then the eases of injustice!" "Let the people learn to defend themselves, let each one defend himself!" "You know that that is impossible.

Sir, I knew you in other days when you were happy; then you gave me good advice, will you now permit me--" The old man folded his arms in an attitude of attention.

"Sir," continued Elias, weighing his words well, "I have had the good fortune to render a service to a young man who is rich, generous, noble, and who desires the welfare of his country.