Gaspar Ruiz, she said, entreated me to procure for him a safe–conduct from General San Martin himself. He had an important communication to make to the commander–in–chief."

"Por Dios, senores, she made me swallow all that, pretending to be only the mouthpiece of that poor man. Overcome by injustice, he expected to find, she said, as much generosity in me as had been shown to him by the Royalist family which had given him a refuge."

"Ha! It was well and nobly said to a youngster like me. I thought her great. Alas! she was only implacable."

"In the end I rode away very enthusiastic about the business, without demanding even to see Gaspar Ruiz, who I was confident was in the house."

"But on calm reflection I began to see some difficulties which I had not confidence enough in myself to encounter. It was not easy to approach a commander–in–chief with such a story. I feared failure. At last I thought it better to lay the matter before my general–of–division, Robles, a friend of my family, who had appointed me his aide–de–camp lately."

"He took it out of my hands at once without any ceremony."

"'In the house! of course he is in the house,' he said contemptuously. 'You ought to have gone sword in hand inside and demanded his surrender, instead of chatting with a Royalist girl in the porch. Those people should have been hunted out of that long ago. Who knows how many spies they have harboured right in the very midst of our camps? A safe–conduct from the Commander–in–Chief! The audacity of the fellow! Ha! ha! Now we shall catch him to–night, and then we shall find out, without any safe–conduct, what he has got to say, that is so very important. Ha! ha! ha!'"

"General Robles, peace to his soul, was a short, thick man, with round, staring eyes, fierce and jovial. Seeing my distress he added:"

"'Come, come, chico. I promise you his life if he does not resist. And that is not likely. We are not going to break up a good soldier if it can be helped. I tell you what! I am curious to see your strong man. Nothing but a general will do for the picaro—well, he shall have a general to talk to. Ha! ha! I shall go myself to the catching, and you are coming with me, of course.'"

"And it was done that same night. Early in the evening the house and the orchard were surrounded quietly. Later on the General and I left a ball we were attending in town and rode out at an easy gallop. At some little distance from the house we pulled up. A mounted orderly held our horses. A low whistle warned the men watching all along the ravine, and we walked up to the porch softly. The barricaded house in the moonlight seemed empty."

"The General knocked at the door. After a time a woman's voice within asked who was there. My chief nudged me hard. I gasped."

"'It is I, Lieutenant Santierra,' I stammered out, as if choked. 'Open the door.'"

"It came open slowly. The girl, holding a thin taper in her hand, seeing another man with me, began to back away before us slowly, shading the light with her hand.