"
"Everybody refused me; General Harero refused father, who desired
that I might come and see if he could not in some way serve you. At
last I went to Tacon himself. O, I do love that man! Well, I told
him General Harero would not admit me, and when I told him all--"
"All of what, Ruez?"
"Why, about you and me, and sister and father. He said, 'Boy, you
are worthy of confidence and love; here, take this, it will pass you
to the prison, and to Captain Bezan's cell;' and he wrote me this on
a card, and said I could come and see you by presenting it to the
guard, when I pleased."
"Tacon is just, always just," said Lorenzo Bezan, "and you, Ruez,
are a dear and true friend." As the soldier said this, he turned to
dash away a tear-confinement and late sickness had rendered him
still weak.
"Captain?"
"Master Ruez."
"I hate General Harero."
"Why so?"
"Because sister says it is by his influence that you are here."
"Did Isabella say that?"
"Yes."
"Well, tell me of your father and sister, Ruez. You know I am a
hermit here."
Lorenzo Bezan had already been in prison for more than ten days,
when Ruez thus visited him, and the boy had much to tell him: how
General Harero had called repeatedly at the house, and Isabella had
totally refused to see him; and how his father had tried to reason
with General Harero about Captain Bezan, and how the general had
declared that nothing but blood could wash out the stain of
insubordination.
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