Repulsed in every quarter, he
found himself most awkwardly situated, and thought it about time to
beat a retreat.
As General Harero rose and took his leave in the most formal manner,
he saw that his pathway towards the Senorita Isabella's graces was
by no means one of sunshine alone, but at that moment it presented
to his view a most cloudy horizon. The unfortunate connection of
himself with the sentence of Captain Bezan, now assumed its true
bearing in his eye. Before, he had only thought of revenge, and the
object also of getting rid of his rival. Now he fully realized that
it had placed him in a most unpleasant situation, as it regarded the
lady herself. Indeed he felt that had not the matter gone so far, he
would gladly have compromised the affair by a public reprimand to
the young officer, such as should sufficiently disgrace him publicly
to satisfy the general's pride. But it was too late to regret now,
too late for him to turn back-the young soldier must die!
In the meantime Lorenzo Bezan was remanded to his dismal prison and
cell, and was told to prepare for the death that would soon await
him. One week only was allowed him to arrange such matters as he
desired, and then he was informed that he would be shot by his
comrades in the execution field, at the rear of the city barracks.
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