[Prisoners of Chance by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookPrisoners of Chance CHAPTER XV 4/12
Yet you are no ghost; your aspect is altogether too healthful for one condemned to exist upon air.
_Saprista_! you must have a light foot to steal thus on me unheard.
Who are you, fellow? What do you here upon this soil of Spain ?" I leaned lightly on my rifle, so that I might swing it easily if occasion warranted, determined now not to fire unless it proved necessary to save my life, and made careless answer, using the same tongue in which I had been addressed. "Nor are you more surprised, Senor, at my presence, than was I a moment back to stumble upon you when I supposed our party alone here in this wilderness.
Who did you say held dominion over this country ?" "His most gracious Christian Majesty, Charles the Third, of Spain," he replied shortly.
"As his officer, I require that you give proper heed and direct answer to my questioning.
<<Back Index Next>> D-Link book Top TWC mobile books
|