Castro , on his hands and knees , startied me by whispering at my feet : “ Stand
aside , seņor ” . . Standing there , in the midst of the whispering , bareheaded ,
kneeling , and villainous crowd , I had a vivid vision of her pale , dim , pitiful face .
I whispered loudly : “ Carlos ! Carlos ! " There was a moment of hoarse
whispering ; a sudden gruff sound . A shaft of blazing yellow light darted from the
level of the ground into my dazed eyes . A man sprang at me and thrust
something cold ...
Don't struggle , " he whispered in my ear ; his silk handkerchief came cool across
my eyelids . I felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . “ You're all
right , ” he said again . The hubbub of voices ceased suddenly . “ Now , lads ...
It was he who had cried the watchword , " Snuff and enough , " and who had held
the whispered consultation . Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding - place ,
having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture .
Ah , amigo mio , but you must now , ” said Carlos gently- " you And , looking me
straight in the face with a still , penetrating glance of his big , romantic eyes , " It is
a good life , ” he whispered seductively , “ and I like you , John Kemp . You are ...
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